“The death of God left the angels in a strange position. They were overtaken suddenly by a fundamental question. One can attempt to imagine the moment. How did they look at the instant the question invaded them, flooding the angelic consciousness, taking hold with terrifying force? The question was, "What are angels?" New to questioning, unaccustomed to terror, unskilled in aloneness, the angels (we assume) fell into despair.” LooksMomentsLeftForceConsciousnessImaginePositionStrangeDespairAngelFundamentalsAssumingTerrorInstantQuestioningAngelicFlooding Book:Sixty stories Source: Sixty stories
“Naked girls with the heads of Marx and Malraux prone and helpless in the glare of the headlights, tried to give them a little joie de vivre but maybe it didn't take, their constant bickering and smallness, it's like a stroke of lightning, the world reminds you of its power, tracheotomies right and left, I am spinning, my pretty child, don't scratch, pick up your feet, the long nights, spent most of my time listening, this is a test of the system, this is only a test.” WorldGivingChildrenLittlesLongNightGirlLeftFeetListeningPicksTestsConstantNakedMy TimeLightningHelplessStrokesScratchesSpinningGlareSmallnessBickeringHeadlightsLong NightsJoie De Vivre Book:Sixty stories Source: Sixty stories
“"How does one conquer fear, Don B.?" "One takes a frog and sews it to one's shoe," he said. "The left or the right?" Don B. gave me a pitying look. "Well, you'd look mighty funny going down the street with only one frog sewed to your shoes, wouldn't you?" he said. "One frog on each shoe."” WellsLooksDoeSaidLeftStreetsShoesConquerFrogsConquering Fear Author:Donald Barthelme
“The death of God left the angels in a strange position.” LeftPositionStrangeAngel Book:Sixty stories Source: Sixty stories