Under the midnight sun, despair acquires the intensity of sex, insomnia the vehemence of art. - James Morrow

As Jean-Paul Sartre reminds us, in the case of human beings this metaphysic is reversed: a person’s existence precedes his essence—he is a subject among objects. The danger, says Sartre, following Heidegger, is that he will “fall” into the world of objects, becoming ever after the prisoner of arbitrary strictures masquerading as universal principles.

Maybe I’ll end up on the fun side of her pants some day.

It was the most portentous mission since Saul of Tarsus has suffered an epileptic seizure and called it Christianity.