“I can’t help but wonder whether all this histrionic exhaustion isn’t a way of covering up the fact that most of what we do doesn’t matter.” — Tim Kreider Copy Share Image
“Because the essence of creativity is fucking around; art is that which is done for the hell of it.” — Tim Kreider Copy Share Image
“Perhaps the reason we so often experience happiness only in hindsight, and that chasing it is such a fool’s errand, is that happiness isn’t a goal in itself but is only an aftereffect. It’s the consequence of having lived in the way that we’re supposed to — by which I don’t mean ethically correctly so much as just consciously, fully… — Tim Kreider Copy Share
“The same thing that makes friendship so valuable is what makes it so tenuous: it is purely voluntary. You enter into it freely, without… — Tim Kreider Copy Share Image
“It’s always a sad revelation when a good friend acquires a girlfriend or a husband and disappears. You realize that, for them, your friendship… — Tim Kreider Copy Share Image
“When somebody tells us something that would be disturbing or inconvenient for us to believe, we reflexively scrutinize that” — Tim Kreider Copy Share Image
“Biblical, Talmudic, or Koranic literalists remind me of children wrinkling their noses at Belon oysters and asking for more Chef Boy-E-Dee. They want the world to be as simple as they are.” — Tim Kreider Copy Share
“It’s easy to demonstrate how progressive and open-minded and loyal you are when it costs you nothing.” — Tim Kreider Copy Share Image
“Most of us liberals are so worried that we might secretly be racists that we’re convinced this means we cannot really be racists.)” — Tim Kreider Copy Share Image
“What someone’s lies reveal about them (aspirations to being an accomplished writer, fantasies of an exotic history and a cosmopolitan family) are always sadder than the fact of the lies themselves. These inventions illuminate the negative spaces of someone’s self-image, their vanity and insecurities and most childish wishes, as we can infer from warped starlight the presence of a far… — Tim Kreider Copy Share
