
The fish was a twelve-inch rainbow trout with a huge hump on its back. A hunchback trout.

The heart is something else. Nobody knows what's going to happen,' I said

It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult.

I didn't know the full dimensions of forever, but I knew it was longer than waiting for Christmas to come.

Watcha doin? If you're like me, you're doin nothin, but you're doin it so well that everybody thinks you're doin somethin.

Just because people love your mind, doesn't mean they have to have your body, too

It's pretty hard to have faith when everybody is trying to lock you up.

You've got
some 'Star-Spangled'
nails
in your coffin, kid.
That's what
they've done for you,
son.

I guess some people lived like Reader's Digest, but I hadn't met any and at that time it seemed doubtful that I ever would

He learned about life at sixteen, first from Dostoevsky and then from the whores of New Orleans.

It was not an outhouse resting upon the imagination. It was reality.

I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.

We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.

Messy, isn't it?

Reduce intellectual and emotional noise
until you arrive at the silence of yourself
and listen to it.

I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

Her sunny side was always up.

For fear you will be alone you do so many things that aren't you at all.

In Watermelon Sugar the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar.

She had a voice that made Pearl Harbor seem like a lullaby.

Put the coffee on, bubbles, I'm coming home

The time is right to mix sentences with dirt and the sun with punctuation and rain with verbs.

Our names were made for us in another century.

He looked ninety years old for thirty years and then he got the notion that he would die, and did so.

Somebody should have taken him to a stationary store and pointed out the difference between an envelope and a whore.

Language does not leave fossils, at least not until it has become written.

I don't know these people and they aren't my flowers.

There wasn't a single thing in there that reminded me of my existence.

I read the note and it did not please me and I threw it away, so not even time could find it.

There are seductions that should be in the Smithsonian Institute, right next to The Spirit of St. Louis.

In Watermelon Sugar deeds were done

We were all silent except for blink, blink, blink, blink, blink.

He looked as if he'd got a lot of pleasure out of going ten rounds with your grandmother and making sure she went the whole distance.

He looked as if he had been beaten to death with a wine bottle, but by doing it with the contents of the bottle.

If you get hung up on everybody else's hang-ups, then the whole world's going to be nothing more than one huge gallows.

The old drunk told me about trout fishing. When he could talk, he had a way of describing trout as if they were a precious and intelligent metal.

He created his own Kool Aid reality and was able to illuminate himself by it.

The thought of her hands
touching his hair
makes me want to vomit.

I do not care to be esthetically tickled in a fancy theater surrounded by an audience drenched in the confident perfume of culture. I can't afford it.

The flies were teaching an advanced seminar in philosophy as they crawled up the crack of my ass