Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Tom Robbins revisited


"They glared at her the way any intelligent persons ought to glare when what they need is a smoke, a bite, a cup of coffee, a piece of ass, or a good fast-paced story, and all they're getting is philosophy."

"Twenty candles on a cake.  Twenty Camels in a pack.  Twenty months in the federal pen.  Twenty shots of tequila down a young girl's gullet.  Twenty centuries since Our Lord's last pratfall, and after all that time we still don't know where passion goes when it goes."

"All outlaws are photogenic, and I love that."

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