I’ve never written an autobiographical novel in my life. I’ve never touched upon my life. I’ve never written a single scene that I can say took place.
BRET EASTON ELLISThe Smiths are singing and someone says “Turn that gay angst music off.
More Bret Easton Ellis Quotes
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A great numb feeling washes over me as I let go of the past and look forward to the future. Pretend to be a vampire.
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Do you wear a diaphragm everywhere you go?’ I want to scream, but stop myself because the idea really excites me.
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I think in life, there are certain choices you make that are timeless and universal, and don’t necessarily have anything to do with the particulars of a certain decade.
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So what do I do? Toss a handful of change into the tank when none of the zookeepers are watching. It’s not the seals I hate——it’s the audience’s enjoyment of them that bothers me.
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You don’t market-research a novel; you really are writing it for yourself. It’s a hobby, in many ways. The problem becomes what you do when you’re confronted by criticism. You just don’t listen to it.
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What else is there to do in college except drink beer or slit one’s wrists?
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My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone.
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What does that mean know me, know me, nobody ever knows anybody else, ever! You will never know me.
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Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn’t that what people do?
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The seeds of love have taken hold and if we won’t burn together, I’ll burn alone.
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I don’t really need to pretend, because it’s who I am, an emotional vampire. I’ve just come to expect it. Vampires are real. That I was born this way. That I feed off of other people’s real emotions. Search for this night’s prey. Who will it be?
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She sits before me, sullen but hopeful, characterless, about to dissolve into tears. I squeeze her hand back, moved, no, touched by her ignorance of evil. She has one more test to pass. Do you own a briefcase?” I ask her, swallowing.
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Devastates me and I make a mental note to ask him where he purchases his hair-care products, which kind of mousse he uses, my final guesses after mulling over the possibilities being Ten-X.
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Hip,” I murmur, remembering last night, how I lost it completely in a stall at Nell’s—my mouth foaming, all I could think about were insects, lots of insects, and running at pigeons, foaming at the mouth and running at pigeons.
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Disappear Here. The syringe fills with blood. You’re a beautiful boy and that’s all that matters. Wonder if he’s for sale. People are afraid to merge. To merge.
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