"Sometimes, when we’re bored, hungover, or both, we just wander around, dizzy from the carbon monoxide accumulating in our muzzles, and giggle like glue-sniffing teens at unwittingly naughty chain store names like Elf Sack, Hotwind and Chlitina."
"Overhead, gulls were lamenting the platinum light. My mom, who passed away years ago, used to say that some day she’d return as one, so I always look out for her when I’m wandering the shore. I wished I could join her and fly all the way Home."
"With the winds of change now ripping the globe apart, no matter if you are proud, ashamed or afraid of the flag you are destined to stand under, remember that you are always free to make up your own mind. This is a right, not a privilege. And it’s sure as fuck worth fighting for."
"Sometimes the best you can do is to just let the camera hang on your hip, keep your head down and aim to present a moving target - one foot in front of the other - to the perpetual chaos and sensual assault."
"And while we’re at it, we can tell the fearmongers to go fuck themselves. Life, a brief interlude between two great mysteries, is not about eluding death in its many forms. It’s about embracing the beautiful madness of existence."
"Whichever way, this gent's unperturbed stare struck me as particularly bold. And incredibly vulnerable."
"In a way, I should be grateful. The neck ties are now hanging like limp, brightly coloured snakes, aching for a bite of my Adam’s apple, in the darkest corner of my cupboard. Let them hang, the slinky bastards."
"For at this very moment, as we’re thrashing about in white-eyed animal terror of the thundering darkness in the distance, there may well be monsters circling right under our feet."
"I just hope that when I pop down to the corner store in a few minutes for a gallon of drinking water, the friendly folks with the red armbands and temperature scanners at the building gate don’t get a reading higher than 37.3 degrees Celsius from my wrist. If that’s the case, I’ll be questioned (in Chinese), detained and taken to a designated state hospital for testing, observation and God knows what else. Such is life in the Orient. Embrace the mystery."