Sooner or later we all lose our loved ones. We all have to suffer, every last one of us..

Maybe that's what we look for in the people we love, the spark of unhappiness we think we know how to extinguish..

It felt good, the whole family together on a sunny morning in a wholesome environment. If it hadn't been for the warshiping God part, he would have h….

From a distance, it makes perfect sense that the people and the things you think will save you are the very ones that have the power to disappoint yo….

Jill felt an emptiness open inside of her as she lifted her arm, a sense that something vital was being subtracted from her life. It was always like ….

I read 'The Great Gatsby' in high school and was hypnotized by the beauty of the sentences and moved by the story about the irrevocability of lost lo….

It just took some people a little longer than others to realize how few words they needed to get by, how much of life they could negotiate in silence..

Because, really, what was worse than lying wide-awake in the dark, watching your life drip away, one irreplaceable minute after another?.

I was a garbage man in New Jersey in summers during college at Yale. Everybody else got to go to Switzerland and I got to go to the dump..

When things don't go well, it helps to think of yourself as a genius and the rest of the world as a bunch of idiots..

You could say that this book is ripped from the headlines, but that wouldn't be fair. Bret Anthony Johnston's riveting novel picks up where the tablo….

My novels are certainly more exciting than my own life..

Apparently even the most awful tragedies, and the people they'd ruined, got a little stale after a while..

Back then, when everybody thought the world would last forever, nobody had time for anything..

Every minute we were together, I felt like I was wandering in the dark through a strange house, groping for a light switch. And then, whenever I foun….

It's not the cheating. It's the hunger for an alternative. The refusal to accept unhappiness..

After all, what was adult life but one moment of weakness piled on top of another? Most people just fell in line like obedient little children, doing….

To this day, she’s still sad. Because there’s not some finite amount of pain inside us. Our bodies and minds just keep manufacturing more of it. I’m ….

I was an English major in college, I went to a creative-writing program, and all my life, I really read and thought about fiction as a craft and an a….

Once you'd broken through that invisible barrier that separates one person from another, you were connected forever, whether you liked it or not..

It's like the human race has been programmed for misery..