“America is a lonely crock of shit...”
“...lonely-chrome America.”
“I know it's a crock of shit. I ain't offering you happily-ever-after. I'm offering you... happily-maybe-sometimes-ever-after. Sort of. You know, with warts and shit." -Thayer”
“i didn't need a timequake to teach me being alive was a crock of shit. i already knew that from my childhood and crucifixes and history books.”
“Lonely as America, a throatpierced sound in the night.”
“What a lonely and silly thing it is to be an Armenian writer in America.”