If you can catch someone lying to… you can figure out what they want… If you can catch yourself lying to… you can figure out your own desire The former can make you rich

The opposite of a gun to my head Is a claim on my heart And, claim on my heart I’d say The truth will get you

Instead of dismantling oppression we dismantled the printing press inaugurating the Information Age when no news is good news all information is disinformation

I know the world is round from experience: I ran from the truth for so long that I ran smack into it

Guilty, I’d pled when left for dead for what I had said but as the undead squeezed my bonehead

I can never remember street names navigating strictly by landmarks taking left turns just past abandoned doughnut shops impugning me to keep my marriage

A memory hole should be just deep enough to bury yourself up to the neck– Any deeper

The sloth’s plangent gaze confirms what we already know: The eighth deadly sin is haste

We put tracking collars around ani… We put smartphones in our hands And in holding them We have our hands around our necks

A man wants the mother of his children to be a chef in the kitchen “imaginative” in the bedroom a shrink in the living room

We used to say Hold the phone Metaphorically Because we were about to say somet… Or because we needed to stop and t…

I want what you want so I want a cow

God: Do you trust me? Me: It’s not my fault!

I’ve reached the age where getting ready for bed is like preparing for a spacewalk

In the first half of life I tried it your way and succeeded which is how I got over you In the second half of life I did it my way and failed