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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.

Bret Easton Ellis

I think we’ve all lost some kind of feeling.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Feelings Kind Thinking
Her taste in music haunted my memory and I had to stop at Tower Records on the Upper West Side to buy ninety dollars’ worth of rap CDs but, as expected, I’m at a loss: […] voices uttering ugly words like digit, pudding, chunk.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Loss Memories Rap
There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Evil Pain Punishment
I’ve been accused of being very vain about my apathy.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Accused Apathy Vain
So…” Kimball looks at his book helplessly. “There’s nothing you can tell me about Paul Owen?” “Well.” I sigh. “He led what I suppose was an orderly life, I guess. “ Really stumped, I offer, “He…ate a balanced diet.
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Book Guess Looks Nothing Sigh Suppose
And,” Price adds, smiling, “if another round of Bellinis comes within a twenty-foot radius of our table we are going to set the maitre d’ on fire. So you know, warn him.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Feet Fire Twenties
I totally relate to Tom Cruise. He’s not crazy, it’s just the litany of the mid-life crisis.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Crazy Cruise Madness
I locked in on the smug feeling of superiority that married couples give off and that permeated the air – the shared assumptions, the sweet and contented apathy, it all lingered everywhere – despite the absence in the room of anyone single at which to aim this.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Assumptions Despite Everywhere Locked Permeated
What else is there to do in college except drink beer or slit one’s wrists?
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Beer College Drink
Hello, Halberstam,” Owen says, walking by. Hello, Owen,” I say, admiring the way he’s styled and slicked back his hair, with a part so even and sharp it…
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Care Hair Mulling Over
No one is drawn to writing about being happy or feelings of joy.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Feelings Joy Writing
Yes. Yes I am. I am a completely demented misogynist.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Completely Demented Misogynist
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.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Night Running Thinking
I’m not a big believer in disciplined writers. What does discipline mean? The writer who forces himself to sit down and write for seven hours every day might be wasting those seven hours if he’s not in the mood and doesn’t feel the juice. I don’t think discipline equals creativity.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Creativity Mean Writing
There’s no grand plan. All I know is that I write the books I want to write. All that other stuff is meaningless to me.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Book Want Writing
I stare into a thin, web-like crack above the urinal’s handle and think to myself that if I were to disappear into that crack, say somehow miniaturize and slip into it, the odds are good that no one would notice I was gone.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Odds People Thinking

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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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