I’m sorting through packing boxes. I found an old journal, from the 1970s. Here are a few notes & quotes:
“Life is either mostly adventure or it’s mostly psychology. If you have enough of the one then you don’t need a lot of the other.” ~ Stanley Elkin
I watch a man in a corner booth of a McDonald’s. He cleans his fingernails with a pocket knife. Another man, every few minutes, sniffs his arm pits, pretending he is wiping his brow on his sleeve.
She called her boyfriend “sweet baby.” She said it to his face. She said it in public. It embarrassed him when she said it around his buddies, but it was too early in the relationship for him to comfortably tell her. So he just took it and his buddies smirked.
Overheard at a dinner table: “I can’t believe you said that. I’m going to go into the lady’s room and get myself back together.”
“These jeans are professionally torn.”
“Fame is the thirst of youth.” ~ Byron
It sat like a fart in church.
“People struggle not only to define themselves but to avoid being defined by others.” ~ Leonard Kriegel
I wrote once an unpublished, unfinished, uninteresting novel.
“In the middle of our life, I found myself in a dark wood, for the straight way was lost.” ~Dante
...the house I live in... 
From the same era and perhaps equally timeless:
“whoever leads the conga line has the most fun.”
I have checked in here from time to time, and always like what I find–just never thought to subscribe. Late, but done!
I was struck by how the Kriegel quotation is an almost perfect summary of Sartre in his Being & Nothingness phase.
And love that each snippet would make a wonderful first line of a short story I’d be eager to read.
D ~ Thanks for stopping by and commenting. I appreciate the support. Funny, readership of my little effort here has soared–relatively speaking–the past few months. No accounting for that. But with each new reader, I feel the growing weight of my self-imposed responsibilities little mission: write well, be interesting, keep the ideas flowing…My my, I am such a neurotic.