The past is not another country; it is another life. The texture of daily living is different now than in the past, more different the further back we look, until we find people whose experiences created a psychology we might find baffling or rude. M...
Readers have the right to say whatever the fuck they want about a book. Period. They have that right. If they hate the book because the MC says the word “delicious” and the reader believes it’s the Devil’s word and only evil people use it, th...
In spring training prior to his 1995 rookie season, Chipper was already so confident in who he was as a player that he famously deadpanned to veteran slugger Fred McGriff, after the Crime Dog grounded into an inning-ending double play, these two word...
My whole life is out here-the whole of my life...I'd come here naked, as a boy-straight from that river out there-throw my clothes on the floor and climb into that loft and lie there dreaming in the hay...All those summer days-scouring the banks of t...
Good fences make good neighbors, and these were apparently good enough that they had not felt the need for razor wire at the top. I crested the fence, threw myself into the yard beyond, fell, rolled to my feet, and ran with the expectation of being g...
I knew that people said love should be unconditional, given like a dog gives to its master, but what Being could give that way? What could love though it had been kicked and beaten? What could go kissing the hand of its tormentor with upturned eyes? ...
I am a lifelong lover of form–content interplay, and this book is no exception. As with several of my previous books, I have had the chance to typeset it down to the finest level of detail, and my quest for visual elegance on each page has had coun...
The panther prowled around me in a loose, wide circle. Its mouth turned down, almost in a pout, and it seemed disappointed that I wasn't going to run away. Or scream, at the very least. Its tail, which was at least three feet long, twitched back and ...
Jacopo: I bid you good afternoon, sir. I am here to purchase your lovely home. Mansion Owner: [laughing] The very cheek! I shall have you horsewhipped! Now get off my property, you vagabond, before I set the dogs on you, you hear? Jacopo: [Jacapo low...
Shug: [after telling Albert that she and her husband are leaving] Celie is coming with us. Albert: What? Shug: Celie is coming with us to Memphis. Albert: Over my dead body. Shug: You satisfied? That what you want? Albert: [to Celie] NOW What's wrong...
Anthony: No, no, no, take that voodoo-ass thing off of there right now! Peter: I know you just didn't call St. Christopher voodoo. Man's the patron saint of travelers, dog. Anthony: You had a conversation with God, huh? What did God say? Go forth, my...
Clark: [the Christmas dinner table shudders, and loud gagging noises come from underneath. Clark looks to see where its coming from] Edward, what's wrong with the dog? Eddie: [Looks underneath the table] Oh, he's just yakkin' on a bone. [Grotesque ba...
The Joker: [to the Chechen] Tell your men they work for me now. This is my city. The Chechen: They won't work... for a FREAK! The Joker: [pulls out a knife] Freak? Why don't we cut you up into little pieces and feed you to your pooches, hmm? And then...
The Joker: Tell your men they work for me now. This is my city. The Chechen: They won't work for a freak... The Joker: [mocking his accent] A freak... [pulls out his switchblade and tosses it to some goons, who grab the Chechen] The Joker: Why don't ...
[about Tyler splicing frames of pornography into family films] Narrator: So when the snooty cat, and the courageous dog, with the celebrity voices meet for the first time in reel three, that's when you'll catch a flash of Tyler's contribution to the ...
Bumper Sticker Guy: [running after Forrest] Hey man! Hey listen, I was wondering if you might help me. 'Cause I'm in the bumper sticker business and I've been trying to think of a good slogan, and since you've been such a big inspiration to the peopl...
Forrest Gump: Mama always said, God is mysterious. He didn't turn Jenny into a bird that day. But instead - he had the po-lice say Jenny didn't have to stay in that house no more. She went to live with her grandma, just over on Creekmore Avenue. And ...
George Llewelyn Davies: What have you written, Mr. Barrie? J.M. Barrie: Well, currently I make my living entertaining princes and their courts with my trained bear, Porthos. [motions to his dog] J.M. Barrie: If you command your brother Peter to join ...
Earl McGraw: Well, this is definitely the work of professionals. I'd guess-timate Mexican Mafia hit squad. Four, maybe five strong. Edgar McGraw: How can you tell? Earl McGraw: Well, a sure and steady hand did this. This ain't no squirrelly amateur. ...
Earl McGraw: Who's the bride? Edgar McGraw: Don't know. The name on the marriage certificate is "Arlene Machiavelli." That's a fake. We've all just been calling her "The Bride" on account of the dress. Earl McGraw: You can tell she was pregnant. Man'...
Capt. Colin Maud: [walking up to a stalled vehicle] My old grandmother used to say anything mechanical, give it a good bashing. [Hits hood with his swagger stick] Capt. Colin Maud: Try it now. [vehicle cranks] Private Flanagan: [to Clough] Sure, now;...
