Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned.
The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void.
In their images they had thought to find some small immortality but oblivion cannot be appeased.
This is an orchestration for an event. For a dance in fact. The participants will be apprised of their roles at the proper time. For now it is enough that they have arrived. As the dance is the thing...
The freedom of birds is an insult to me.
Life is a memory, then it is nothing. All law is writ in a seed.
Lastly he looked at the face so caved and drawn among the folds of funeral cloth, the yellowed moustache, the eyelids paper thin. That was not sleeping. That was not sleeping.
Moss was almost certainly dead. That left the police. Or some agent of the Matacumbe Petroleum Group. Who must think that he thought that they thought that he thought they were very dumb. He thought a...
In an ideal world the gossip of the idle would be of no consequence. But I have seen the consequences in the real world and they can be very grave indeed.
He went among vendors and beggars and wild street preachers haranguing a lost world with vigor unknown to the sane. Suttree admired them with their hot eyes and dogeared bibles, God's barkers gone for...
I was a soldier. It is like a dream. When even the bones is gone in the desert the dreams is talk to you, you don't wake up forever.
In a world darksome as this'n I believe a blind man ort to be better sighted than most.
He asked her out and she told him she wouldnt go out with a man that drank. He looked her straight in the eye and told her he didnt drink. She like to fell over backwards. I guess it come as somethin...
When you're a kid you have these notions about how things are going to be.... You get a little older and you pull back on some of that. I think you wind up just tryin to minimize the pain.
He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.
White pussy is nothin but trouble.
I believe that we are arks of the covenant and our true nature is not rage or deceit or terror or logic or craft or even sorrow. It is longing.
People complain about the bad things that happen to em that they dont deserve but they seldom mention the good.
If we do not know ourselves in the waking world, what chance in dreams?
He thought perhaps if he dreamt of him enough he'd go away forever and be dead among his kind
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