“The last slide is Main Street at night, with the castle lit silver blue in the background. In the sky, fireworks are going off, cresting, cracking open the darkness, shooting long tendrils of colored light down to the buildings, way… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“The memories we take to the ends of our lives have no real rhyme or reason, especially when you think of the endless things… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“Why does the world have to destroy anything that doesn't fit in? We still can't figure out that this is the most important reason… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“I think about what the man at the Coney joint said. He was right. We are the people who stay. We stay in our… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“But what I do love about this road is how the gaudy becomes grand, how tastelessness is a way of everyday life” — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“Know this: even if you’re like us and still doddering around above ground, someone out there from your past is probably pretty sure that… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“I thought that nothing enormously bad or good had happened to me during my life. All the normal things had occurred. I had lived… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“…this is the problem with photographs. After a while, you can’t remember if you’re recalling the actual memory or the memory of the photograph.… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“We pass a church with a massive blue neon cross, and I am spiritually lifted by feelings of great religiosity. No, I’m not, for… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“The last slide is Main Street at night, with the castle lit silver blue in the background. In the sky, fireworks are going off,… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“Anyone who never met a man he didn't like just isn't trying hard enough.” — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“After a while, just staying alive becomes a full-time job. No wonder we need a vacation.” — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“Hi lover," he says to me, completely forgetting what happened before. He knows who I am. He knows that I am the one person… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
