When I was sixteen, I wrote the first hundred or so pages of a novel about a piano that was haunted by the ghost of an evil blues musician. — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
The thing about living alone is that it gives you a lot of time to think. You don't necessarily reach any conclusions, because wisdom… — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
“There's always a last time. If you could remember every last time, you'd never stop grieving.” — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
“In my family, we don’t so much air our grievances as wallow in them. Anger and resentment are cumulative.” — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
“Do I really look so pathetic to all of you? Like I couldn't possibly meet someone on my own? Half the people in the… — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
I still enjoy the tactile sensation of holding a book. But when I need to read fast for work, I use the Kindle App… — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
“Being gay is like taking a crash course in human nature,” he says. “Your first real glimpse at the dirty underbelly of routine social… — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
“It's just hard to see people from your past when your present is so cataclysmically fucked.” — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
I occasionally experience the discomfort of people assuming my work is autobiographical. — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
“Few things are more pathetic than an unemployed man with a business card. P.15” — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
“We knew marriage could be difficult in the same way that we knew there were starving children in Africa. It was a tragic fact… — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
“attractive women in the early stages of disrepair, fighting to keep age at bay with facials, compression undergarments, and aggressively fashionable skirts bought off… — Jonathan Tropper Copy Share Image
