Jeff Lindsay
Jeff Lindsay
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth14 July 1952
CountryUnited States of America
night lasts dolls
And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister.
ideas wonder made
It revealed a cruelty that really made one wonder if the universe was such a good idea after all.
beer doors perception
the faster it ran away from me. And I found myself reasoning that perhaps one more beer would unlock the doors of perception,
mean knowing stories
Of course, having information to use is one thing. Knowing what it means and how to use it is a different story.
reality unicorn hard
...my conscience has the same hard reality as a unicorn.
interesting human-behavior humans
Perhaps because I'll never be one, humans are interesting to me.
mean lunch missing
Of course it was a terrible thing, and the world would be a much better place without someone in it who could do that, but did that mean we had to miss lunch?
morning discovery cartoon
Saturday morning was their unrestricted television time, and they usually took advantage of it to watch a series of cartoon shows that would certainly have been impossible before the discovery of LSD.
mind pay towns
I was filled with dread at the thought my mind had skipped town and left me behind to pay the rent." --Dexter
simple listening bed
There is a simple, logical explanation,' I said to myself. And because you never know who else is listening, I added, 'And there is nothing under the bed.'" --Dexter
thinking guy pretending
That's why I liked him, I think. Another guy pretending to be human, just like me.
moving tired thinking
Happily for me, ninety-nine percent of all human life is spent simply repeating the same old actions, speaking the same tired clichés, moving like a zombie through the same steps of the dance we plodded through yesterday and the day before and the day before. It seems horribly dull and pointless-but it really makes a great deal of sense. After all, if you only have to follow the same path every day, you don't need to think at all. Considering how good humans are at any mental process more complicated than chewing, isn't that the best for everybody?
sarcasm comforting may
I sighed; as comforting as it may be to some of us, sarcasm, like youth, is wasted on the young.
apocalypse
Could this be the Apocalypse ?