“He imagines they are uniformly smiling, showing the face they squeeze out with the toothpaste every morning.”

“It's there in your face, all of it, the way it rarely shows in any face. What do I see? Something lazy, sexy and insatiable.”

“The novel is a fucking killer. I try to show it every respect.”

“She was shining a light on us, she was coming into being, endlessly being formed and reformed as the muscles in her face worked at smiling and speaking, as the electronic dots swarmed.”

“Every act he performed was self-haunted and synthetic.”

“Nothingness is staring you in the face. Utter and permanent oblivion. You will cease to be. To be, Jack. The dier accepts this and dies. The killer, in theory, attempts to defeat his own death by killing others. He buys time, he buys life. - Murray (WN 291)”

“I'm completely aware of Matisse and what he said, that painters must begin by cutting out their tongues.”