Night was coming on in, borrowing the light. It had started out borrowing just a few cents worth of the light, but now it was borrowing thousands of dollars worth of the light every second. The light would soon be gone, the bank closed, the tellers unemployed, the bank president a suicide.
Richard BrautiganThe smallest snowstorm on record took place an hour ago in my back yard. It was approximately two flakes. I waited for more to fall, but that was it. The entire storm was two flakes.
Richard BrautiganI feel as if I am an ad for the sale of a haunted house: 18 rooms $37,000 Iโm yours ghosts and all.
Richard Brautigan