“As fantastical as cities like ash-Sham and al-Quds had seemed from the caravan men’s tales, the Jinni doubted that they’d been half so wondrous or terrifying as this New York.”—Helene Wecker, The Golem and the Jinni (via dannygoodmanwriting)
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HOW ANYONE WHO WORKS IN A PLACE WHERE YOU HAVE TO LEAVE THE BUILDING TO BUY A BREAKFAST SANDWICH FEELS ABOUT ANYONE WHO WORKS IN A PLACE WHERE YOU DON'T HAVE TO LEAVE THE BUILDING TO BUY A BREAKFAST SANDWICH
“If you were alone when you were born, alone when you were dying, really absolutely alone when you were dead, why ‘learn to be alone’ in between? If you had forgotten, it would quickly come back to you. Aloneness was like riding a bike. At gunpoint. With the gun in your own hand. Aloneness was the air in your tires, the wind in your hair. You didn’t have to go looking for it with open arms. With open arms, you fell off the bike.”—"Thank You For Having Me," from Lorrie Moore’s BARK.