these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough

he talked about Steinbeck and Tho… wrote like a cross between the two… and I lived in a hotel on Figuero… close to the bars and he lived further uptown in a s…

you came out, she said, and then you kicked this guy’s car and then you threw yourself into a… you crushed the whole bush,

got into my BMW and drove down to… pick up my American Express Gold… told the girl at the desk what I wanted. you’re Mr. Chinaski,” she

the critics now have me drinking champagne and driving a BMW and also married to a socialite from

I am in this low—slung sports car painted a deep, rich yellow driving under an Italian sun. I have a British accent. I’m wearing dark shades

I have been looking at the same lampshade for 5 years and it has gathered

“...I’ve seen people in front of their typewriters in such a bind that it would blow their intestine… right out of their assholes if the… were trying to shit.”

luxury ocean liners crossing the water full of the indolent and rich passing from this place to that

Lydia liked parties. And Harry was a party-giver. So we were on our way to Harry Ascot’s. Harry was the editor of Retort, a little magazine. His wife wore long see-through dresses, show...

Wagner wasn’t done with us. I was standing in the yard during gym class when he walked up to me. “I’m putting you on garbage detail until further notice.” The kids had to work off their...

what is it about lobsters and crab… those white-pink shells that always make me hungry just looking at them there in the butcher’s display case