“Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren’t. I’m not surprised some people prefer books. Books make sense of life. The only problem is that the lives they make sense of are other people’s lives, never your own.”
—Julian Barnes, Flaubert’s Parrot
Sense of an Ending was one of my favorite recent books.
This is what it looks like when two action stars just happen to be booked for shoulder surgery on the same day at the same hospital: kind of gross.
In case you can’t tell THAT IS A SYRINGE STICKING OUT OF SLY’S NECK.
Pity the poor surgical resident who had to figure out what these two were saying.
Charles Dickens was a naughty kid, and he shouldn’t have done that to his brother.