“But if the artist grows too successful, the gears start grinding in reverse; people begin to see absolutely everything the artist says or does as a kind of public art that’s open to interpretation”
“Since anything could be art, the question arose why everything wasn’t art: What made the difference between what was and what was not?”
“That Allie’s pretty nice when she wants to be, ain’t she?”
“Jason?”
“He came out of the stable last night.”
“He never treated them like ordinary children.”
“Don’t stay up too late.”
The next day I was increasingly apprehensive about the police, for a patient brought rumors of a suspected fight and death.
“It’s quiet, tonight. Weeks have rhythms all their own, and the craziness of a Friday or Saturday night shift stands in a direct contrast to a dull Sunday or Monday. I can tell: this will be one of those nights where I bunk down and actually get to sleep.”
“The offenders must be punished, even if their punishment displays utter indifference to the only code of moral conduct that obtains in the insecure world of the Odyssey.”
(Source: loveclaire, via lokisrustledjimmies)
