One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everbody is goin to get older with you. You
Okay. This is what the good guys do. They keep trying. They dont give up. Okay.
Now come days of begging, days of theft. Days of riding where there rode no soul save he. He's left behind the pinewood country and the evening sun declines before him beyond an endless swale and dark...
Nothing. Where all was burnt to ash before them no fires were to be had and the nights were long and dark and cold beyond anything they’d yet encountered. Cold to crack the stones. To take your life....
Non voglio fare nessuna promessa, disse. È così che si finisce per farsi male
Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each one that what had gone before. Like the onset of some cold glaucoma dimming away the world.
Nadie sabe para quien trabaja.
My daddy once told me that some of the most miserable people he ever knew were the ones that finally got what they’d always wanted.
Mr. Suttree it is our understanding that at curfew rightly decreed by law and in that hour wherein night draws to its proper close and the new day commences and contrary to conduct befitting a person...
Most people’ll run from their own mother to get to hug death by the neck. They cant wait to see him.
Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not
Men are attracted to flawed women too of course, but their illusion is that they can fix them. Women don't want to fix anything. They just want to be entertained. The truth about women is you can do a...
Man's vanity may well approach the infinite in capacity but his knowledge remains imperfect and howevermuch he comes to value his judgments ultimately he must submit them before a higher court. Here t...
Listen to me, he said, when your dreams are of some world that never was or some world that never will be, and you're happy again, then you'll have given up. Do you understand? And you can't give up,...
It took two days to cross that ashen scabland. The road beyond fell away on every side. It's snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down. He caught it in his hand and...
It starts when you begin to overlook good manners. Any time you quit hearing Sir and Mam the end is pretty much in sight...
It may be that the life I desire for her no longer even exists, yet I know what she does not. That there is nothing to lose.
It is personal. That's what an education does. It makes the world personal.
It came boring out of the east like some ribald satellite of the coming sun howling and bellowing in the distance and the long light of the headlamp running through the tangled mesquite brakes and cre...
In truth they did not look like men who might have whiskey they hadnt drunk.