The Sisters Brothers

spent the rest of the night rewriting lost arguments from my past, altering history so that I emerged victorious.

completely alien and strange, but beautiful for its strangeness.

he reminded me of a mole or some other type of burrowing animal:

It was the thought that something as scenic as this running water might offer you not only aesthetic solace but also golden riches; the thought that the earth itself was taking care of you, was in favor of you. This perhaps was what lay at the very root of the hysteria surrounding what came to be known as the Gold Rush: Men desiring a feeling of fo

Here was the picture of moral negligence,

could not hear myself thinking, so clamorous was their buzzing.

Charlie was disgusted. ‘Only a moron would pay that.’ ‘I agree,’ said the man. ‘One hundred percent I agree. And I am happy to welcome you to a town peopled in morons exclusively.

As she ducked behind the beaded curtain separating the lobby from the kitchen and boilers, I noticed a sliver of her dress was stuck between her buttocks. She removed this with a single dainty tug—a thoughtless, automatic action on her part, but I felt a great fortune to have witnessed it and began whistling a wild, snappy tune.

for if he was still drawing breath it would only be proper to put a bullet in him, but his still features illustrated the arrival of unmistakable death,

Most people are chained to their own fear and stupidity and haven’t the sense to level a cold eye at just what is wrong with their lives.