Quotes from Douglas Coupland

Instead of feeling sexy and tingly, it felt useless, like recycling plastics or registering to vote.

I seriously wish that he had spent his entire childhood being serially arse-raped by teachers, scoutmasters, members of the clergy, relatives, policemen, doctors, door-to-door salesmen and all registered sex offenders within a 500-mile radius of his unprotected bedroom.

I wish I knew how bad I could become. I wish I could get a printout that showed me exactly how susceptible I was to a long list of sins. Gluttony: 23 percent susceptible. Envy: 68 percent susceptible. Lust: 94 percent susceptible. That kind of thing.

Poor Buoyancy: The realization that one was a better person when one had less money.

Once you've used your brain flat-out, you can't go into the SLOW mode. You can't drive an Infinite J-3B and then get downgraded to an Daewoo. Brains don't workd that way.

If you want to get close to somebody, you have to tell him or her something intimate about yourself. They'll tell you something intimate in return, and if you keep this going, maybe you'll end up in love.

This is not an apartment in which fresh vegetables are consumed. It smells like a dead spice rack.

People are leaky.

The politician will be only too happy to abdicate in favor of his image, because the image will be so much more powerful than he will ever be.

It had been drilled into us that to feel fear is to not fully trust God. Whoever made that up has never been beneath a cafeteria table with a tiny thread of someone else's blood trickling onto their leg.

The heart of a man is like deep water.

Next book. It's embryonic in my head, but it's conceived. I don't want to discuss it for fear of screwing up the zygote.

Brennan remembers a Nortel recruiting truck showing up at a Newbridge mass termination meeting at the local hockey arena and offers this practical advice: "If all the meeting rooms are booked at the same time, it means something's up." By "something," he means firings.

Life is boring. People are vengeful. Good things always end. We do so many things and we don't know why, and if we do find out why, it's decades later and knowing why doesn't matter any more.

Kam smiled as if to say, Look, fools! You think you're so smart and politically correct and all of that, but the Chinese mastered the art of jargon-twisting-to-get-what-you-want back before your sweet Jesus was a holy zygote.

the bland politician's smile of someone who knows that the bodies in the car trunk are, indeed, dead.

I sometimes wonder about people who wake up and spend almost their whole day online. When they go to bed at night, they'll have almost no organic memories of their own. If they do this for a long time, you can begin to say that their intelligence is, in a true sense, artificial.

The whole Silicon Valley is oxymoronic—geeky and rich and hip.

Možda je molitva zapravo želja da ulan?aš doga?aje u svom životu tako da sa?ine pri?u- nešto što pokazuje smisao doga?aja za koje znaš da imaju zna?enje. Bar se zato ja molim Harj

Dac? am fi avut convingeri, oare am fi avut m?car curajul s? le urm?m?

This document was created in Microsoft Word, which in the year 2014 is pathetic.

Could I ever be a Craig? No. A person must be born into Craigdom, with its multiple ski holidays, complex orthodontia, proper nutrition and casual, healthy view of recreational sex. My

we started talking more about all of the fiftysomethings being dumped out of the economy by downsizing. No one knows what to do with these people, and it's so sad, because being 50 nowadays isn't like being 50 a hundred years ago when you'd probably be dead.

Federal and provincial politicians were about as functional and helpful as Peter, Chris, Stewie and Brian Griffin drinking ipecac together on Family Guy.