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61 " The river loved to tell everybody (everybody being the sky, the wind, the few trees that grew around there, birds, deer and even the stars if you can believe that) what a great river it was. "I come roaring from the earth and return roaring to the earth. I am the master of my waters. I am the mother and father of myself. I don't need a single drop of rain. Look at my smooth strong white muscles. I am my own future! "
― Richard Brautigan , Revenge of the Lawn / The Abortion / So the Wind Won't Blow it All Away
62 " I read the note and it did not please me and I threw it away, so not even time could find it. "
― Richard Brautigan , In Watermelon Sugar
63 " She had a beautiful laugh which was like rain water pouring over daffodils made from silver. "
― Richard Brautigan , Sombrero Fallout
64 " I remember mistaking an old woman for a trout stream in Vermont, and I had to beg her pardon. "
― Richard Brautigan , Trout Fishing in America
65 " Now it was close to sunset and the earth was beginning to cool off in the manner of eternity and office girls were returning like penguins from Montgomery Street. "
66 " After he graduated from college, he went to Paris and became an Existentialist. He had a photograph taken of Existentialism and himself sitting at a sidewalk cafe. Pard was wearing a beard and he looked as if he had a huge soul, with barely enough room in his body to contain it. "
67 " He used sweet wine in place of life because he didn't have any more life to use. "
68 " Thousands of graveyards were parked in rows like cars. "
― Richard Brautigan , Trout Fishing in America / The Pill vs. the Springhill Mine Disaster / In Watermelon Sugar
69 " I always wanted to write a book that ended with the word Mayonnaise. "
70 " Той я погледна в очите. Те бяха тесни черни вселени, изпълнени с приближаваща мекота. "
71 " Когато откопча шнолата, косата ѝ плисна назад като непрогледна нощ и удави в мрак врата ѝ. "
72 " I guess some people lived like Reader's Digest, but I hadn't met any and at that time it seemed doubtful that I ever would "
― Richard Brautigan , So the Wind Won't Blow It All Away
73 " The girl was very pretty and her body was like a clear mountain river of skin and muscle flowing over rocks of bone and hidden nerves. "
74 " He looked as if he'd got a lot of pleasure out of going ten rounds with your grandmother and making sure she went the whole distance. "
― Richard Brautigan , Dreaming of Babylon
75 " Congratulations," I said. "It's so wonderful to write a book." "I walked all the way here," she said. "I started at midnight. I would have gotten here sooner if I weren't so old." "Where do you live?" I said. "The Kit Carson Hotel," she said. "And I've written a book." Then she handed it proudly to me as if it were the most precious thing in the world. And it was. It was a loose-leaf notebook of the type that you find everywhere in America. There is no place that does not have them. There was a heavy label pasted on the cover and written in broad green crayon across the label was the title: GROWING FLOWERS BY CANDLELIGHT IN HOTEL ROOMS BY MRS. CHARLES FINE ADAMS "
― Richard Brautigan , The Abortion
76 " Vida was sound asleep when I went back to my room. I turned on the light and it woke her up. She was blinking and her face had that soft marble quality to it that beautiful women have when they are suddenly awakened and are not quite ready for it yet. "What's happening?" she said. "It's another book," she replied, answering her own question. "Yes," I said. "What's it about?" she said automatically like a gentle human phonograph. "It's about growing flowers in hotel rooms. "
77 " The old drunk told me about trout fishing. When he could talk, he had a way of describing trout as if they were a precious and intelligent metal. "
78 " I think my mind is going. It is changing into a cranial junkyard. I have a huge pile of rusty tin cans the size of Mount Everest and about a million old cars that are going nowhere but between my ears. "
― Richard Brautigan , Tokyo-Montana Express
79 " It's all right," she said. "It's all right." That was really a very nice sound. There should be a bird that does that: that sings when you are impotent. "
― Richard Brautigan , A Confederate General from Big Sur
80 " One spring afternoon as a child in the strange town of Portland, I walked down to a different street corner, and saw a row of old houses, huddled together like seals on a rock. "