“Fuck,” said Bernie. “Fuckwinky eyeballhead.” “No, Bernie. We don’t use those words.” “Which words?” “You know which words.” “You used them, Daddy.”… — Sam Lipsyte Ice cream Copy Share Image
“Oh, do you, Milo? You’re so selfish. You don’t see the bigger picture.” “What’s the bigger picture?” “You’re still here looking for… — Sam Lipsyte Bigger picture Copy Share Image
“They sought each other, missed each other, at cocktail parties, in train terminals, at flower shops, their fin de siecle Nokias gaining… — Sam Lipsyte Fitness Copy Share Image
I bought an energy bar, and as I ate it a great weariness came over me. — Sam Lipsyte Bars Copy Share Image
“We’d been walking in endless rectangles and now we were near the candy store again. The lights were out, the security gate… — Sam Lipsyte Cybersecurity Copy Share Image
Atticus Lish is a true original and this is a tremendous book, relentless, moving, written in prose of marvelous integrity. Now that… — Sam Lipsyte Alive Copy Share Image
I had a teacher once who said, "If you are going to write fiction, you should only read poetry." I have always… — Sam Lipsyte Care Copy Share Image
“We are both from the same kind of towns. We both know the sound of swivel-head spray at midnight on a summer… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“You pay a whore to make you feel like a man, you fund a philharmonic to make yourself feel like a refined… — Sam Lipsyte Quote Copy Share Image
“Judging by your face, the what-the-fuck nodes in your cerebral cortex must be a real light show.” — Sam Lipsyte Quotes Copy Share Image
When a translator translates my book, it is no longer just my book. It is the translator's book, too. So the book… — Sam Lipsyte Book Copy Share Image
I felt as though I were snorting cocaine, or rappelling down a cliffside, or cliffsurfing off a cliff of pure cocaine. — Sam Lipsyte Cliffs Copy Share Image
Kamby Bolongo Mean River is an original and fearless fiction. It bears genetic traces of Beckett and Stein, but Robert Lopez's powerful… — Sam Lipsyte Bears Copy Share Image
“His eyes had the ebb of his liver in them and he bore the air of a man who looks right at… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
The place resembled a new model prison, or one that had achieved a provisional utopia after principled revolt, or maybe a homeless… — Sam Lipsyte Art Copy Share Image
You could touch for a couple of bucks. The window of the booth went up and you stuck out the bills. They… — Sam Lipsyte Bills Copy Share Image
People gave names to things so they could tell stories about them, goddam fairy tales about children who got out alive. — Sam Lipsyte Alive Copy Share Image
“I was glad I'd remembered to shucksify my vocabulary in the company of children.” — Sam Lipsyte Business Copy Share Image
“So, yes, I should have just surrendered, cinched the entitled scion her little pouch of entitlements, put in my calls to the… — Sam Lipsyte Feminism Copy Share Image
“Yes,” said Cooley. “That is the question, as the Bard might say.” “The Bard?” “What’s so funny?” said Cooley. “Nothing, sir,” I… — Sam Lipsyte Quote Copy Share Image
I am a writer who is definitely working with a specific language and more than English, that language is American. And I… — Sam Lipsyte Age Copy Share Image
Of All the Gin Joints is one part cinematic history, one part old Hollywood weirdness, and one part handy basic bar guide,… — Sam Lipsyte Bars Copy Share Image
