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1 " My sperm came out into the water, unaccustomed to the light, and instantly it became a misty, stringy kind of thing and swirled out like a falling star, and I saw a dead fish come forward and float into my sperm, bending it in the middle. "
― Richard Brautigan , Trout Fishing in America
2 " I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end. "
3 " He created his own Kool Aid reality and was able to illuminate himself by it. "
4 " The bookstore was a parking lot for used graveyards. Thousands of graveyards were parked in rows like cars. Most of the books were out of print, and no one wanted to read them any more and the people who had read the books had died or forgotten about them, but through the organic process of music the books had become virgins again. "
5 " He learned about life at sixteen, first from Dostoevsky and then from the whores of New Orleans. "
6 " I thought about it for awhile, hiding it from the rest of my mind. But I didn't ruin my birthday by secretly thinking about it too hard "
7 " You're not fooling anyone by taking your clothes off when you go to bed. "
8 " I remember mistaking an old woman for a trout stream in Vermont, and I had to beg her pardon. "
9 " 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. "
10 " 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. "
11 " I always wanted to write a book that ended with the word Mayonnaise. "
12 " 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. "
13 " 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. "
14 " 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. "
15 " He looked ninety years old for thirty years and then he got the notion that he would die, and did so. "
16 " We were all silent except for blink, blink, blink, blink, blink. "
17 " He created his own Kool-Aid reality and was able to illuminate himself by it. "
18 " You had to be a plumber to fish that creek. "
19 " he was leaving for America, often only a place in the mind. "
20 " I walked home past the glass whiskers of the houses, reflecting the downward rushing waterfalls of night. "