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At Columbus Circle, a juggler wearing a trench cloak and top hat, who is usually at this location afternoons and who calls himself Stretch Man, performs in front of a small, uninterested crowd; though I smell prey, and he seems worthy of my wrath.

Bret Easton Ellis

What does that mean know me, know me, nobody ever knows anybody else, ever! You will never know me.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Anybody Ever Life Mean
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.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Book Guess Looks Nothing Sigh Suppose
I kept staring into the blackness of the woods, drawn into the darkness as I always had been. I suddenly realized how alone I was. (But this is how you travel, the wind whispered back, this is how you’ve always lived.)
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Darkness Wind Woods
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.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Criticism Hobbies Writing
I move on in search of a less dorky target. Though if he’d been a mime, odds are he’d already be dead.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Already Dead Less Mime Move Search
I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Elude Gain Knoweledge Punishment
You really write the books you want to write. You can’t take into consideration anything that anybody has said about you in the past, or what they’ll say about you in the future.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Book Past Writing
Greed is good. Sex is easy. Youth is forever.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Forever Greed Sex
On the seals’ tank a plaque warns: COINS CAN KILL–IF SWALLOWED, COINS CAN LODGE IN AN ANIMAL’S STOMACH AND CAUSE ULCERS, INFECTIONS AND DEATH. DO NOT THROW COINS IN THE POOL.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Death Handful Stomach Through Zookeepers
Yes. Yes I am. I am a completely demented misogynist.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Completely Demented Misogynist
But this road doesn’t go anywhere,” I told him. “That doesn’t matter.” “What does?” I asked, after a little while. “Just that we’re on it, dude,” he said.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Anywhere Littles Matter
Fear never shows up and the party ends early.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Ends Party Shows
I like the idea of a writer being haunted by his own creation, especially if the writer resents the way the character defines him.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Character Ideas Way
It’s like my characters, all my men are Dad and me in a mess; all my female characters are smart and hopeful, like Mom just trying to make the best of things.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Character Dad Female Mom Smart
Look how black the sky is, the writer said. I made it that way.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Black Looks Sky
I think a lot of snowflakes are alike…and I think a lot of people are alike too.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

People Snowflake Thinking

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