They didn’t talk for a while. Johnson popped the top on the second beer, took a long swig, then tossed the nearly full can over his shoulder and down the hill. Good-bye, old friend, he said. I’ll beli...
Hey, people get killed from time to time, that’s just the way of the world, let’s not bust a budget about it . . .
He went on like that for a while, and before he was done, Lucas had dismissed him as being ineffectually goofy, although his ideas about the killing were roughly the same as Lucas’s own. Holly said he...
He was conservative, especially on the abortion issue, and he was death on taxes; on the other hand, he had a Clintonesque attitude about women, and even a sense of humor about his own peccadilloes.
Fuck golf anyway. Stupid goddamn game, chasing a ball around a perfectly good cow pasture.
Flowers said, I got two bottles of water in the car.Get them. And get your gun, Lucas said.The gun? You think?No. I just like to see you wearing the fuckin’ gun for a change, Lucas said. C’mon, let’s...
Trust no one, everything breaks, nothing works as advertised, and if anything can go wrong, it will.
Stopped by the door
What Lucas would feel, instead, would be a murderous anger, an iceberg of hate. He would kill anyone who hurt Weather, Sam, or Letty. He’d be cold about it, he’d plan it, but the anger would never go...
They were the rumors that might follow any rich man who stayed to himself, Virgil thought, and who at the same time was thoroughly hated.
They both knew what they were thinking, though neither said it: Taryn Grant had what it took to be president. She had the business background, she understood economics and finance, she had the money w...
The gun locked open and he slammed another magazine in. As he did it, he either saw or imagined he saw a ripple moving through the cornfield and fired four more shots at it, then stopped, crouched, an...
THE EXCHANGE KEPT LUCAS warm all the way out to the car. He’d jump off a high building before he betrayed Weather, but a little extracurricular flirtation kept the blood circulating; not that all of i...
TARYN GRANT, DEMOCRATIC CANDIDATE for the U.S. Senate, suffered from narcissistic personality disorder, or so she’d been told by a psychologist in her third year at the Wharton School. He’d added, I w...
Oh yeah, I heard you got born again.' she said. 'Which you needed since they fucked up the first time.
MARLYS WAS A WOMAN of ordinary appearance, if seen in a supermarket or a library, dressed in homemade or Walmart dresses or slacks, a little too heavy, but fighting it, white-haired, ruddy-faced. In h...
It’s the way of the world, man. There are the worker bees, and the manager bees. The worker bees take care of the work, the manager bees take care of themselves.
If there were honorary degrees for assholes, he’d be a doctor of everything, Lily said.
I dream of an America where a chicken can cross the road without having its motives questioned.
Does a chicken have lips?