Larry McMurtry Quotes
Top 100 wise famous quotes and sayings by Larry McMurtry
Larry McMurtry Famous Quotes & Sayings
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There's nothing that sweetens the breath like a cedar toothpick, unless it's mint. And mint don't grow in these parts.
I needed a man," Call replied. "I was hoping he might turn out to be a fighter." "No, he's just a jailer," Billy said.
It was something he had always done - moved apart, so he could be alone and think things or a little.
It's like I told you last night son. The earth is mostly just a boneyard. But pretty in the sunlight, he added
Buffalo Hump knew his son was brave, but that was not enough. If a warrior lacked wisdom, courage alone would not keep him alive for long.
Getting up early and feeling awake was the one skill he had never truly perfected - he got up, of course, but it never felt natural.
It ain't dying I'm talking about, it's living. I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live." ~spoken by Augustus McCrae
It was as if his whole life had suddenly lodged in his throat, a raw bite he could neither spit out nor swallow.
There was said to be measuring of penises at the Orchid, but was it true and if so what did that mean?
Occasionally the very youngness of the young moved him to charity - they had no sense of the swiftness of life, nor of its limits.
No half measures, he muttered several times. It was his personal motto; he intended to have it latinised and put on a crest.
The skinny ones last longer than the fat ones," Louisa said. "You'll probably last till you're about sixty.
Backward is just not a natural direction for Americans to look - historical ignorance remains a national characteristic.
Perhaps, he thought, as he turned back, that was what Augustus wanted: just to be free for a few days, just to saddle his horse and ride.
You're like a starving person whose stomach is shrunk up from not having any food. You're shrunk up from not wanting nothing.
Members of the Academy are mostly urban people. We are an urban nation. We are not a rural nation. It's not easy even to get a rural story made.
Maude Rainey was built like a barrel, with a bosom as big as buckets and a voice that some claimed would make hair fall out.
And it's the only whorehouse in town. They say if you can sprout up twelve inches of dick you get to fuck free.
Of all the women he knew, she had meant the most; and was the one person in his life he felt he had missed, in some ways.
We might all get killed this afternoon, for all I know. That's the wild for you - it's got its dangers, which is part of the beauty.
His purpose was to get done what needed to be done, and what needed to be done was simple, if not easy.
No matter how well he worked. It was a little discouraging: the harder he tried to please the Captain, the less the Captain seemed to be pleased.
Figure the reason you don't have much to say is you probably never met a man who liked to hear a woman talk.
One of the things that Ang brings to all of his projects is his deep sense of being a double exile, an outsider's outsider.
She didn't know what to do with the severed leg. She had cut it off, but she didn't want to touch it or even look at it.
Alone. "A military unit is a fine thing when it works," he said. "But it usually don't work. A solitary feat of arms is better, if the foe is worthy.
Maude Jones, had killed herself with a shotgun one morning, leaving a note which merely said, 'Can't stand listening to this wind no more.
You probably drink too much. If you hand me that bottle, I'll reduce your temptations.
Augustus "Gus" McCrae
Augustus "Gus" McCrae
It was something, what must go through men's mind where women were concerned, to cause them to behave so strangely.
In the last year or two he had not only grown indifferent to company, he had begun to find it irritating.
He might die, but at least he could fight first, and not simply pass his days shaking at the expectation of slaughter.