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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

I don’t know why I write what I write.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Knows Write Writing
Regardless of the business aspect of things, is there a reason that there isn’t a female Hitchcock or a female Scorsese or a female Spielberg? I don’t know. I think it’s a medium that really is built for the male gaze and for a male sensibility.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Female Males Medium Reason Thinking
And though the coldness I have always felt leaves me, the numbness doesn’t and probably never will. this relationship will probably lead to nothing… this didn’t change anything. I imagine her smelling clean, like tea.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Imagine Numbness Probably Relationship Tea
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
The Smiths are singing and someone says “Turn that gay angst music off.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Angst Gay Singing
No one is drawn to writing about being happy or feelings of joy.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Feelings Joy Writing
Fear never shows up and the party ends early.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

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

Feelings Kind Thinking
Everyone I know who is successful has issues with their father, regardless of whether it was sports or business or entertainment.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Father Sports Successful
I don’t want to care. If I care about things, it’ll just be worse, it’ll just be another thing to worry about. It’s less painful if I don’t care.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Care Want Worry
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.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Evil Hands Ignorance
Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn’t that what people do?
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Holding Mines People
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
I really believe that readers are smart and sophisticated enough to realize that the author is not the narrator of his novels.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Believe Narrator Smart
After a while you learn that everything stops.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

After Everything Stops While
Women aren’t very bright,” Rip says. “Studies have been done.
BRET EASTON ELLIS

Done Rip Study

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.)

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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.)

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