HOLD.

Sorry to the 3 followers but I'm not going to be able to post for a bit; hopefully be back soon.

On Johnny Cash [live at Folsom] & Bob Hope . . . 

"I feel like it's something like tossing meatless bones instead of biscuits to the hungered and trapped. I don't feel a damn thing holy or brave about it. There's only one thing to do for men in jail: let 'em out, there's only one thing to do for men at war: stop the war."

Ibid.

"not wanting to wade in shit forever, and although shit was a good teacher there were only so many lessons and then it could drown you and kill you forever."

From the short story "I Shot A Man In Reno."

"Children's games, that's all people play: children's games - they go from the cunt to the grave without ever being touched by the horror of life."

From the short story "Purple As An Iris."

"Anybody can expose their genitals at night. At two p.m. in the afternoon it took some balls."

From the short story "Nut Ward Just East of Hollywood."

"I began hoping the plane would lose a wing and then I'd really get to see what the faces of the stewardesses looked like." 

Ibid.

"People in bars were like people in 5 and dime stores: they were killing time and everything else."

From the short story "Would You Suggest Writing as a Career?"