A goodlookin horse is like a goodlookin woman, he said. They’re always more trouble than what they’re worth. What a man needs is just one that will get the job done.
It just bothered me that you might think I’m somethin special. I aint.
At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned.
The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less.
What deity in the realms of dementia, what rabid god decocted out of the smoking lobes of hydrophobia could have devised a keeping place for souls so poor as is this flesh. This mawky worm-bent tabernacle.
He rocked in the swells, floating like the first germ of life adrift on the earth’s cooling seas, formless macule of plasm trapped in a vapor drop and all creation yet to come.
There is a moon shaped rictus in the streetlamp’s globe where a stone has gone and from this aperture there drifts down through the constant helix of aspiring insects a faint and steady rain of the same forms burnt and lifeless.
He may be dead; or he may be teaching English.
She was gone and the coldness of it was her final gift.
I tried to put things in perspective but sometimes you’re just too close to it.
I always thought when I got older that God would sort of come into my life in some way. He didn’t. I don’t blame him. If I was him I’d have the same opinion about me that he does.
I think by the time you’re grown you’re as happy as you’re goin to be. You’ll have good times and bad times, but in the end you’ll be about as happy as you was before. Or as unhappy. I’ve knowed people that just never did get the hang of it.
I was afraid I was going to die and then I was afraid I wasnt.
What is it? Nothing. I had a bad dream. What did you dream about? Nothing. Are you okay? No. He put his arms around him and held him. It’s okay, he said. I was crying. But you didnt wake up. I’m sorry. I was just so tired. I meant in the dream.
When one has nothing left make ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them.
Do you know what happens with people who cannot govern themselves? That’s right. Others come in to govern for them.
Ever step you take is forever.
I’ve always been interested in the Southwest. There isn’t a place in the world you can go where they don’t know about cowboys and Indians and the myth of the West.
To have a child when you’re older, it wrenches you up out of your nap and makes you look at things, you know, afresh. It forces the world on you. And I think it’s a good thing.
Hell ain’t half full.