“. . . every #halfway serious reader is perpetually subject to a form of coitus interruptus. Family members or friends who lack the desire, the courage, or the opportunity to burst in on you when there's some indication that you could be sexually entwined will seldom hesitate to interject themselves between you and a page, even though the act of reading is often as intimate and intense as a full-fledged carnal embrace.” #QuotsyJuly20
“There is evidence that the honoree [Leonard Cohen] might be privy to the secret of the universe, which, in case you're wondering, is simply this: Everything is connected. Everything. Many, if not most, of the links are difficult to determine. The #instrument, the apparatus, the focused ray that can uncover and illuminate those connections is language.” #QuotsyMay20
I‘m not a huge fan of Tom Robbins, but this is full of sharp gems. I particularly enjoyed the critique of Ray Kroc. Written for Esquire in 1983, it resonates hard in our current cultural context.
“...and in the prison wall there‘s a hole so wide you could fit an hour‘s worth of corporate greed in it and have room left over for Dick Cheney‘s draft deferments.”
-Til Lunch Do Us Part
“Remember: no hand is a winning hand ‘til you dare to lay it down”
- Wild Card
Pink is what red looks like when it kicks off its shoes and lets its hair down. Pink is the boudoir color, the cherubic color, the color of Heaven's gates. (Not pearly or golden, brothers and sisters: pink.) Pink is as laid back as beige, but while beige is dull and bland, pink is laid back with attitude.
I might be one of the few people who bring books to bars. Hosting pub trivia tonight, and needed some short stories to kill some time before the festivities begin!
Wild Ducks Flying Backward | 
