Unlimited choice is paralyzing. The Internet has made this form of paralysis due to option overload a standard feature of comfortable modern life. Susan Orlean choicecomfortabledue Change image and share on social
Now we're e-mailing and tweeting and texting so much, a phone call comes as a fresh surprise. I get text messages on my cell phone all day long, and it warbles to alert me that someone has sent me a message on Facebook or a reply or direct message on Twitter, but it rarely ever rings. Susan Orlean alertcallcell share on social
You can find out anything you want about a car now, and especially every bit of information about the price, without relying on the dealers. Susan Orlean bitecardealer Change image and share on social
I want a chainsaw very badly, because I think cutting down a tree would be unbelievably satisfying. I have asked for a chainsaw for my birthday, but I think I'll probably be given jewelry instead. Susan Orlean askbadlybirthday Change image and share on social
I am dismayed to realize that much of the advice I used to parcel out to aspiring writers has passed its sell-by date. Susan Orlean adviceaspiredate Change image and share on social
I feel somewhat responsible for the Borders Books bankruptcy. Susan Orlean bankruptcybookborder Change image and share on social
One of my favorite activities as a teen-ager was to watch television over the phone with my best friend. Susan Orlean activityagerfavorite Change image and share on social
In my perfect world, we would establish perhaps four national zoos of unimpeachable quality and close the rest of them. Susan Orlean closeestablishnational Change image and share on social
I've loved some gadgets that were not worthy, and I've loved gadgets that I would have loved more if I had waited for their developers to figure out how to really make them work, but I loved them anyway. Susan Orlean developerfiguregadget share on social
I remember three- and four-week-long snow days, and drifts so deep a small child, namely me, could get lost in them. No such winter exists in the record, but that's how Ohio winters seemed to me when I was little - silent, silver, endless, and dreamy. Susan Orlean childdaydeep share on social
