Lick My Lit

"The feelings must be followed. It doesn’t matter whether you’re an ideologue or sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they’re your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are are rocks to navigate the past, each one you brush against, ripping you a little more open and there are always more on the horizon. But you can’t face up to that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those that you instinctively know to be liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often enough and fervently enough you’ll attain the godlike status we accord to those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately. But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn’t value it, you’d realize that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don’t really want and keep from us what we really need."

- Irvine Welsh, Filth

Mar 4

"All I can think about is that boy’s skull, bashed in, the way his head was caved in and how it wasn’t like a head at all, just like a broken silly puppet face, about how when you destroy something, when you brutalize it, it always looks warped and disfigured and slightly unreal and unhuman and that’s what makes it easier for you to go on brutalizing it, go on fucking it and hurting it and mashing until you’ve destroyed it completely, proving that destruction is natural in the human spirit, that nature has devices to enable us to destroy, to make it easier us; a way of making righteous people who want to act do things without the fear of consequence, a way of making us less than human, as we break the laws…"

- Irvine Welsh, Filth

Mar 4

"I’m thinking about [him] all the time, about how we play these break-up/make-up games with each other, how these wee absences we taken from each other are just a tease, which only make our hearts grow fonder. I feel a need and an aching for him, I’ll have to get him back soon."

- Irvine Welsh, Filth

Mar 3

"I was in possession of a positive outlook, which is just a trick whereby you convince yourself that the desolation of your world is a phase in your personal growth. The weird thing is it works."

- Sam Lipsyte, “The Worm in Philly” from The Fun Parts

Feb 7

"I was no longer experimenting with drugs. I knew exactly what to do with them."

- Sam Lipsyte, “The Worm in Philly” from The Fun Parts

Feb 7

"I could have read some inspirational book, had the world opened up to me. The world never opened up to me. It just sat there."

- Sam Lipsyte, “Snacks” from The Fun Parts

Feb 6

"Is it too soon to say I love you?" “Yes. No.” “Soonish I will say that I love you.” “And in the meantime?” “I will merely love you."

- Sam Lipsyte, “The Republic of Empathy” from The Fun Parts

Feb 6

"What if I’m not really grieving for my mother, the thought detonation went, but, without my conscious knowledge, faking it? This would not be for appearances’ sake, but to maintain sanity. What if I had managed to trick myself into feeling/experiencing the normal emotions of a normal person stricken with grief to avoid the realization that I was a frozen freak, unmoved by the death of my mother?"

- Sam Lipsyte, “The Republic of Empathy” from The Fun Parts

Feb 6

"You think you know yourself, the world. You believe you’ve got a bead on everybody else’s bullshit, but what about your own?"

- Sam Lipsyte, “The Climber Room” from The Fun Parts

Feb 5

"Love means you make me happy until you don’t."

- A. Igoni Barrett, “A Nairobi Story of Comings and Goings” in Love is Power, or Something Like That

Feb 5