“Dear God, please make me believe that life has some sort of meaning and purpose.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“They needed someone to hate, a tangible focus for their remorse and disappointment, and I’d been elected, the projection of their own inner hell.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“And when Prohibition came along, Dr. Sharpe’s Shakti Tonic took off like a rocket, mostly due to its hefty eighteen percent alcohol content.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“Meditation doesn’t lead to enlightenment because in meditation the ego is trying to destroy the ego.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“My grandfather was a railroad brakeman, sixty years with the D&H. I'd sit on his lap when I was little, I remember, at the… — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“Compassion goes out looking for suffering, scouring the earth for poverty and misery and pain, the same way the cops look for criminals.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“I love LA! The freeways, the cars, the smog, the glitter, the glitz, the sleaze, the prostitutes, the poison that falls from the sky.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“Los Angeles, this anthill, this slag heap, the city where I suffered and grappled with life and was defeated, and where I finally triumphed.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“The neon dust falls slowly, filtering through the stone canyons, settling on hats and fire hydrants, collecting on delicatessen awnings, filling the shopping carts… — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“Like the dung beetle, I had my comfortable burrow and my ball of sustenance, and like the dung beetle I was happy.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
