...in that drunken place you would like to hand your heart to her and say touch it but then give it back.

terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat across my mind

They, all of them, seemed to put literary form in front of the actuality and living of life itself.

I take much pleasure in being alone but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.

Your parents don't give you much love, do they?' 'I don't need that stuff,' I told her. 'Henry, everybody needs love.' 'I don't need anything.' 'You poor boy.

Sometimes a man doesn’t know what to do about things and sometimes it’s best to lie very still and try not to think at all about anything.

American women drove hard bargains and the ended up looking the worst for it. The few natural American women left were mostly in Texas and Louisiana.