I felt as though I were snorting cocaine, or rappelling down a cliffside, or cliffsurfing off a cliff of pure cocaine. — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
When you work at home, fellow alums, discipline is the supreme virtue. Suicidal self-loathing lurks behind every coffee break. Activities must be expertly scheduled,… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
You think you know yourself, the world. You believe you've got a bead on everybody else's bullshit, but what about your own? — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“Our friendship, for example, and how quickly we passed through each other, from fascinated strangers to loyal chums to relics of each other's world.… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
I'd become one of those mistakes you sometimes find in an office, a not unpleasant but mostly unproductive presence bobbing along on the energy… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“Tomorrow she’d look up tattoo removal. They were doing big things with lasers now. When Cal was just a little more stable, she’d break… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“I looked for Gary in all of the Gary places, but I was too early. These places were all haunted by the future of… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
Dept. of Speculation is gorgeous, funny, a profound and profoundly moving work of art. Jenny Offill is a master of form and feeling, and… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“The Rough Beast snorted. “You don’t get it at all, buddy. It’s not about wrestling. It’s about stories. We’re storytellers.” Caperton studied him. “Somebody… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“I needed to talk to Vargina, to straighten this out, but felt suddenly faint, headed for the deli across the street. Just standing in… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“You’re growing up. All you need to remember is that nothing changes. New technology, new markets, global interconnectivity, doesn’t matter. It’s still the rulers… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
