How can we be alive and not wonder about the stories we knit together this place we call the world? Without stories our universe is merely rocks and clouds and lava and blackness. It's a village scraped raw by warm… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
I saw doves and I thought they were rocks, but they were asleep. My breath made them stir, and they rocks took flight, the earth exploding... and my only thought was that I wanted you to see them, too. — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
And in your new lives you'll have to live entirely for that one sensation-that of imminent truth. And you're going to have to holler… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
A man in a bookstore buys a book on loneliness and every woman in the store hits on him. A woman buys a book… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
Do you remember how you felt at seventeen? I do and I don't (...) Imagine you came from outer space and someone showed you… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
“But Dag, for all of his efforts, might as well have been talking to a cat. Our parents’ generation seems neither able nor interested… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
Negative? Moi? I think realistic might be a better word. You mean to tell me we can drive all the way here from L.A.… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
It was pivotal in making you but you don't remember it. Or do you? Do we understand the events that make us who we… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
Your ability to rationalize your own bad deeds makes you believe that the whole world is as amoral as you are. — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
“I like to go beach-combing, and I like to find interestingly shaped rocks. When I really get into the groove I start finding beautiful… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
“You know, Dag and Claire smile a lot, as do many people I know. But I always wondered if there is something either mechanical… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
Brain research tells us that only twenty percent of human beings have a sense of irony, which means that eighty percent of the world… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
