People From Florida

"Part of me felt like something momentous was about to happen. The other part of me expected to wake up at any moment, to come out of this fever dream or stress episode or whatever it was and wake up with my face in a puddle of drool on the Smart Aid break room table and think, Well, that was strange, and then return to the boring old business of being me. But I didn't wake up."

"I didn't know how to respond. How do you say I'm sorry your father didn't love you enough(YEAH RIGHT) to your own dad? I couldn't, so instead, I just said goodnight and headed upstairs to bed."

"I'm no expert on girls, but when one tries to pinch you four times, I'm pretty sure that's flirting."

"Sometimes you just need to go through a door."

"It was true of course, what my dad had said: I did worship my grandfather. There were things about him that I needed to be true, and his being an adulterer was not one of them. When I was a kid, Grandpa Portman's fantastic stories meant it was possible to live a magical life. Even after I stopped believing them, there was still something magical about my grandfather. To have endured all the horrors he did, to have seen the worst of humanity and have your life made unrecognizable by it, to come out of all that the honorable and good and brave person I knew him to be—that was magical. So I couldn't believe he was a liar and a cheater and a bad father. Because if Grandpa Portman wasn't honorable and good, I wasn't sure anyone could be."

"It was one thing for a grandparent to withhold something […] from a grandchild, quite another for a father to keep it from his son—and for so long."

"My Mama would never have to work another day of her life."

"You got a resident corner here... Shut-down corner. Now it's gotta be one or the other. If you ain't gotta tackle, you'd better cover. If you ain't gotta cover, you'd better tackle. THEY AIN'T DOIN' NOTHING [EITHER]"

"Church and State should be united in the White Man's religion. — Global White Racial Loyalty and Solidarity must be our constant goal. — Race is everything. In order to survive and prosper, the White Race must overcome its five main enemies: Judaism, Christianity, Communism, Liberalism and Nationalism."

"WE BELIEVE that RAHOWA (RAcial HOly WAr), under the victorious flag of the one and only, true and revolutionary White Racial Religion — Creativity — , is the only road to the resurrection and redemption of the White Race."

"The White Man is tremendously creative. He is the greatest builder the world has ever known. He is the builder of the world civilizations and world empires. Unfettered and unhampered, what the White Race can accomplish collectively when properly organized is truly phenomenal and earthshaking. It is the goal of the CHURCH OF THE CREATOR to develop and bring about this tremendous potential. Bringing out this prodigious potential is what we mean by the resurrection and redemption of the White Race. Our supreme goal is advancing the best interests of the White Race. No cost is too high, no struggle too hard. We gladly intend to pay the price to accomplish this noble goal, whatever the price."

"CREATIVITY first of all aims to achieve a REVOLUTION OF VALUES THROUGH RELIGION, therefore it completely and categorically rejects the Judeo-Christian-democratic-Marxist-liberal-feminist values of today and supplants them with new and basic values of which RACE IS THE FOUNDATION."

"We CREATORS are builders. We are dedicated to the idea of building a beautiful world so different and so superior to the present one that we CREATORS of this generation will go down in history as the revolutionaries who ushered in the Golden Age of Mankind."

"It was the White Race who produced men like Columbus who crossed the unknown Atlantic; men like Magellan who first circumnavigated the globe; men like Michaelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, Rembrandt, Velazquez, Bernini, Rubens, Raphael and thousands of other geniuses who created beautiful and exquisite productions in the fields of sculpture and painting; geniuses like Beethoven, Bach, Wagner and Verdi who created beautiful music; men like James Watt who invented the steam engine; men like Daimler who invented and built the reciprocating internal combustion engine; production geniuses like Henry Ford, inventors like Thomas Edison; such a prodigal genius as Nikola Tesla in the field of physics and electricity; literary geniuses like Shakespeare, Goethe and thousands of others, untold geniuses in the fields of mathematics, in the fields of chemistry and physics."

"It has been the White Race who has been the world builder, the maker of cities and commerce and continents. It is the White Man who is the sole builder of civilizations. It was he who build the Egyptian civilization, the great unsurpassed Roman civilization, the Greek civilization of beauty and culture, and who, after having been dealt a serious blow by a new Semitic religion, wallowed through the Dark Ages, finally extricated himself, and then build the great European civilization."

"In looking up the word in Webster’s dictionary I found the term “nigger” very descriptive: “a vulgar, offensive term of hostility and contempt for the black man.” I can’t think of anything that defines better and more accurately what our position toward the nigger should be than what the dictionary said. If we are going to be for racial integrity and racial purity... we must take a hostile position toward the nigger. We must give him nothing but contempt."

"It was the White Man who spanned the continents of the world with railroads and super highways and electrical power lines. It was the White Man who created the miraculous world of electronics, ushering in the telephone, the radio and television. It was the White Race, who in a combined burst of energy and genius sent rockets to the moon and planted the feet of the White Man on extra-terrestrial territory in the last decade."

"Most White people are either partially or wholly addicted to, and afflicted with Christianity, and use it as an escape mechanism from reality. They go to church on Sunday and listen to the preacher blabber about pie-in-the-sky when they die, and if you don't believe him you will be barbecued in the fiery pit. They pray to an unseen spook in the sky, and plead for his "blessings", blabber about marriages sealed in heaven, about being born again, about going off into orbit in a "rapture", and a lot of other nonsense that has not the slightest basis in reality. They are, in fact, indulging in mass insanity, since the best definition of insanity I know of is having lost the ability to distinguish between what is real and what is fantasy. When a whole group of people indulge in a similar fantasy such as heaven, hell, spooks and demons and babble into the void in unison, then I believe that we can rightfully conclude that they are indulging in mass insanity."

"Whereas we are tremendously proud of the accomplishments of the White Race throughout the span of history and civilization, we are not particularly proud of the cowardly and idiotic position the present generation has allowed itself to degenerate into. Nevertheless, the White Race is Nature's Elite, the highest living creature it has produced in all the eons of time. We CREATORS, being members of this Elite, are supremely interested in the welfare and the future for the White Race. We are interested in saving the White Race not so much for what it is today, but what its brilliant future potential can be if it will proceed on a deliberate program of up-breeding itself and improving its world. Our program and our creed are designed to promote those best interests of the White Race so that it can achieve the tremendous potential that is its true destiny. Therefore the heart of our creed is this: What is good for the White Race is the highest virtue; what is the bad for the White Race is the ultimate sin."

"Living in, and promoting a eugenic White society. This means that we take particular care in not only assuring the perpetuation of our precious White Race, but we take deliberate care that the misfits are culled and that each generation advances to higher and more salubrious levels, physically, aesthetically, and mentally."

"If there is one thing in this wonderful world of ours that is worth preserving, defending, and promoting, it is the White Race."

"These European White Men, then, with civilization in their blood and in their destiny, crossed the Atlantic and set up a new civilization on a bleak and rock bound coast. It was the White Men who drove north to Alaska and west to California; the men who opened up the tropics and subdued the Arctics; the men who mastered the African Veldts; the men who peopled Australia and seized the gates of the world at Suez, Gibraltar and Panama."

"There wasn’t a lot of substance, and I think at some point we got to get to substance in the most significant political position in the world"

"The notion of cleansing history seems to me a huge mistake"

"I think it would be much better for the country and for (Clinton) personally (to resign). I come from the business side. If you had a chairman or president in the business world facing these allegations, he'd be gone."

"The idea of their being a, you know, a little mud hole and two mosquitoes get together and the next thing you know you have a human being [pause] is completely at odds with, you know, one of the laws of thermodynamics which is the law of, of [pause] in essence, destruction."

"I could digress and say that you have the ability to give magnificent gentle kisses, or that I love your tan lines or that I love the curve of your hips, the erotic beauty of you holding yourself (or two magnificent parts of yourself) in the faded glow of the night's light. but hey, that would be going into sexual details..."

"And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister."

"I rose to my knees, mouth dry and heart pounding, and paused to finger a rip in my beautiful Dacron bowling shirt. I pushed my fingertip through the hole and wiggled it at myself. Hello, Dexter, where are you going? Hello, Mr. Finger. I don't know, but I'm almost there. I hear my friends calling."

"For the first time I could remember, I felt weak, woozy and stupid— like a human-being. Like a very small and helpless human-being."

"The mind picks some very bad times to take a walk doesn't it?"

"Was insanity really easier to accept than unconsciousness?"

"It took me a moment. I blinked, and suddenly it swam into focus and I had to frown very hard to keep myself from giggling out loud like the schoolgirl Deb had accused me of being. Because he had arranged the arms and legs in letters, and the letters spelled out a single small word: BOO. The three torsos were carefully arranged below the BOO in a quarter-circle, making a cute little Halloween smile. What a scamp."

"Weren't we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came out on the other side ready to eat cereal instead of our neighbor's children?"

"I did not like this feeling of having feelings."

"Really now: If you can't get me my newspaper on time, how can you expect me to refrain from killing people?"

"And here I always thought morality was useless"

"Another dream. Another long-distance call on my phantom party line. No wonder i had steadfastly refused to have dreams for most of my life. So stupid; such pointless, obvious symbols. Totally uncontrollable anxiety soup, hateful, blatant nonsense."

"Another beautiful Miami day. Mutilated corpses with a chance of afternoon showers. I got dressed and went to work."

"Life's only obligation, afterall, was to be interesting."

"I was good at being charming, one of my very few vanities."

"Perhaps because I'll never be one, humans are interesting to me."

"After a long moment I closed the freezer door. I wanted to lie down and press my cheek against the cool linoleum. Instead I reached out with my little finger and flipped the Barbie's head. It went thack thack against the door. I flipped it again. Thack thack. Whee. I had a new hobby."

"But what could I do? Be stupid for a while? I wasn't sure I knew how, even after so many years of careful observation."

"Why do so many people start their messages with, "It's me"? Of course it is you. We all know that. But who the hell ARE you?"

"I poked at the white paper bag. There was nothing left inside. Just like me: a clean crisp outside and nothing at all on the inside."

"I am unlovable...I have tried to involve myself in other people, in relationships, and even - in my sillier moments - in love. But it doesn't work. Something in me is broken or missing and sooner or later the other person catches me Acting or one of Those Nights comes along."

"Me, feeling. What a concept."

"I think people understand things different when they get older. It’s not a question of getting soft, or seeing things in the gray areas instead of black and white. I really believe I’m just understanding things different. Better."

"Did I say imaginary? Well yes. Human men are not like that."