“I sometimes forgot about how spiritual Henry was. I had been raised as a Methodist where the highest sacrament was the bake sale.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“He swelled into the piece, his hand flat-hatting across the keyboard and thundering the lower notes like a trip-hammer. Finishing what I assumed was… — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“Good friends are the ones who can remain close without losing their ability to” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“When you go to a dogfight, it’s always good to bring the meanest bitch.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
The place was packed as we flooded in, all the patrons freezing at the sight of an armed sheriff, two deputies, an Indian, and… — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“I thought about Maggie and how passion was a difficult thing to sustain, but that friendship had a pace that could go on forever.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“I don't trust people who don't like animals. Hell, animals are the finest people I know.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“a beautiful, intelligent woman with a body like Salome and a mouth like a saltwater crocodile.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“I think insanity runs in the family. Hell, it practically gallops.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“I couldn’t help but remember the one at my parents’ place after they had passed. I’d gone through their things and hadn’t kept much,… — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“Sons, they have their own plans, but a daughter or granddaughter, they will love you forever and take care of you in your old… — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“You will stand and see the good, but you will also stand and see the bad—the dead shall rise and the blind will see.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“Little known fact: offensive tackles score higher on the Wonderlic than any other position.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“I leaned forward with my elbows on my knees and her book in my hands. Like a lot of things in my life, I'd… — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“Small chains wound their way through the trigger guards with little bronze locks at the end of each row. It was like a chain… — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“I watched as the silver Mercedes without snow tires made its way up Fetterman taking a right on Aspen and thought about a man… — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
