Quotes from Dave Eggers

She'd collapsed at her desk, was found on the floor, catatonic

This was the common criminal pursuit of all contemporary humankind. Give my child an Ikea desk and twelve hours a day of sedentary typing. This will mean success for me, them, our family, our lineage. She would not pursue this. She would not subject her children to this. They would not seek these specious things, no. It was only about making them loved in a moment in the sun.

It was like setting up a guillotine in the public square.You don't expect a thousand people to line up to put their heads in it.

They were locked in mutual regard, and the moment, the way it stretched and luxuriated in itself, asked for continuation. Why move?

As the crowd stomps the floor for a curtain call, we sneak through the back door and make off like superheroes.

Unicycle?! came the quick reply. I'm diabetic!

Surveillance shouldn't be the tradeoff for any goddamn service we get.

But how many people will? How many people live in a state of aggressive truth-seeking? The answer is few.

Nothing in the world sounds worst than that, to be here and safe.

Cancer walked all over my father, in large part because he opened the door, turned on the porch light, and invited it in heartily--You old bastard! Come in and have a vodka tonic!

Even a four-dollar cup was miraculous, given how many people were involved, and how much individual human attention and expertise was lavished on the beans dissolved in that four-dollar cup. So much human attention and expertise, in fact, that even at four dollars a cup, chances were some person—or many people, or hundreds of people—along the line were being taken, underpaid, exploited.

I'm better than you think. I'm even better than I think I am.

If you're humble before the numbers, the rewards are significant.

He was forever trying to find ways to stay inside and avoid engagement with humans in real space. And though he carried a low-intensity outrage about privacy issues, he prized convenience above all

these last twenty years is so obviously a result of two entwined products of the digital age—the catastrophic health effects of manic (and largely meaningless) mental activity, and the lack of real purpose.

If the farmer gets forty times the commodity rate, then what had been a break-even endeavor becomes a profession—and everyone involved could live with dignity and pride.

Things that exist exist, and everything is on their side.

Memory, perhaps, should have no physical shape.

And all this was before the bus hit the sheep.

for there was no local news, there were no journalists—all of that wiped out by social media, the advertising apocalypse and, more than anything else, the war on subjectivity—

There's nothing that could change our lives quicker than having the technology to access web-based services and communicate via text and email to providers of help and agency.

My every meeting, movement, my every word, will be available to all my constituents and to the world.

but her style of parenting was predicated on hoping for things over which she had little or no control.

In September of 2014, Mokhtar became the world's first Arab Q grader of arabica coffee