Like everybody else, I live among my marginalia. The orange peels, the leftover lentil stew, goes in the trash, I presume. I let the maid take care of it. There are drawers full of photos, although I Am a blur in them all, as though some thumb came down and pressed and turned viciously in the emulsion. There’s no end of it, until there’s the it, which must be tossed Into the furnace or the coffin And the marginalia is cleared away, testimonials all. I will let the undertakers take care of it. I presume they know how to do that kind of thing. -Karen Chamisso
“I’m so bored. I hate my life.” - Britney Spears
Das Langweilige ist interessant geworden, weil das Interessante angefangen hat langweilig zu werden. – Thomas Mann
"Never for money/always for love" - The Talking Heads