“He readed in his front chest pocket, fished out a Marlboro, and lit it. ‘So what the hell we been serving then?'” – Anthony Bourdain, ‘Bone In The Throat’

“basketball is like jazz” – ancient That Guy proverb

“I like flycrusted, offal poetry / I like dead, stuffed & waterlogged poetry” – Adrian Sobol, “GARBAGE POETRY”

“Ford was President, Nixon was in the White House, and FDR was runnin this country into the ground” – Stumpy, ‘Out Cold’

“Everybody talks about genocides around the world, but when the killing is slow and spread over a hundred years, no one notices…American outrage is always for show.” – Percival Everett, ‘The Trees’

“You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read.” – James Baldwin, interviewed

“Caracas’ preferred modes are ‘infernal’ and ‘nightmarish.’ By day it torments and by night it terrifies.” – Héctor Torres, ‘The Relentless City’

“She knew better than to envision any further: the future was a room with a warp on the floor.” – Tiffany Morris, “Night in the Chrysalis”

“…he asked him jokingly why they had to kill Santiago Nasar since there were so many other rich people who deserved dying first.” – Gabriel García Márquez, ‘Chronicle of a Death Foretold’

“And if any of them knew horror, they’d know you let the dead rest.” – Stephen Graham Jones, ‘The Angel of Indian Lake’