When life attains a crisis, man’s focus narrows. [...] The world becomes a stage of immediate concern, swept free of illusion. - Jim Thompson

If we all had all we wanted to eat, we’d crap too much. We’d have inflation in the toilet paper industry.

I kissed her, a long hard kiss. Because baby didn't know it, but baby was dead, and in a way I couldn't have loved her more.

You go into the office and take a book or two from the shelves. You read a few lines, like your life depended on reading 'em right. But you know your life doesn't depend on anything that makes sense, and you wonder where in the hell you got the idea it did; and you begin to get sore.