“What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” We got into my car and she told me where she lived. We stopped for a couple of big steaks, vegetables, stuff for a salad, potatoes, b...

they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age

Nothing matters but flopping on a mattress with cheap dreams and a beer as the leaves die and the horses d… and the landladies stare in the ha…

ah, Merryman, fighter on the docks, killed a man while they were unloa… bananas. mean the man he killed

When Jonstone saw me the next 5 a.m. he spun in his swivel and his face and his shirt were the same color. But he said nothing. I didn’t care. I had been up to 2 a.m. drinking and screw...

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 went with two ladies down to Venice to look for antique furniture. I parked in back of the store and went in with them.

the Mexican dancer shook her fans… me and her ass at me, I didn’t ask her to and my woman got mad and ran out of th… it began raining and you could hea…

this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time

I’m soft. I dream too. I let myself dream. I dream of being famous. I dream of walking the streets of London and

I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten

I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman’s overalls on. I gave her the child support money