One of my favorite modern American authors is Denis Johnson. I'm deeply inspired by all of his work - I rip him off constantly.
Women aren't very bright," Rip says. "Studies have been done.
Is there no easy way to taking this dress off you? Am I going to have to rip it off?
Once you start writing something obsessively, it's almost like someone has to rip it from your hands in order for you to put it down.
There is nothing as beautiful as a crooked streetlight or a ripped paper. There lies no beauty in being what someone designed you to be.
Plots and character don't make life. Life is here and now, anytime you say the word, anytime you let her rip.
'Yes we can' always struck many as a naive and childish chant, like something ripped off from the Camp Fire Girls.
I'm on the patch right now. Where it releases small dosages of approval until I no longer crave it, and then I'm gonna rip it off.
Artists need support, time and money to develop their ideas, and if people rip stuff off, you don't have to be that brilliant to figure out that you're ultimately going to affect the end product.
Divorce is expensive. I used to joke they were going to call it 'all the money,' but they changed it to 'alimony.' It's ripping your heart out through your wallet.
Grab onto God's promises with one hand and His faithfulness with the other, ripping apart the natural to reveal the supernatural unseen beneath.
They can rip you bring you down, down to their size, but they will never get to the heart you hold inside.
Tessa is gone, and every moment she is gone is a knife ripping me apart from the inside.
No. No more surprises. No more secrets. Or so help me, I will rip off your own leg and beat you with it.
When you live as I do, you cannot indulge in jealousy. If you do, it will rip you apart.
BLUE, THE colour of the sky, of the ocean, of certain stars and planets and the hue of the bluest eyes you have ever seen.
The screech of tyres, an almighty bang and a car exploded through the playground wall like a high-velocity bullet through a watermelon.
I grew up in the American South and came of age in the 1960s, an incredibly turbulent time. It was as if the seams of American life were being ripped apart with riots and protests.
As the manager sits before a performance, as the critics wait like hungry dogs to rip apart the performance, they all become entwined in the theatrics of it all.
Leave before I have to rip your eyes out with my dull Lady Bic razor.
The little weasel ripped all the buttons off my couch. Ivan Petrovsky, pg 350
