“Ask the way to the Ladies Room and you’re “processed.” Freedom of choice, my backside.” — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“TV,” I said, “do you believe in God?” “I believe,” he said, “in Walt Disney.” “You too!” We had clicked.” — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“He thought: Oh, I have fed on honey-dew. On wine and whiskey and champagne and the tender white meat of women and fine clothes… — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“I would bet the most perfect peanut-butter-and-banana sandwich ever assembled that there are more well-adjusted people around today than people who aren’t and I… — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“Ask the way to the Ladies Room and you’re “processed.” Freedom of choice, my backside.” — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“God! You hear me, God? Maybe I don't believe in you, but you damned well better believe in me! J. B. Books! See this… — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“Plus I think it would be good for men to know they have limits.” — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“Like blind boys they found each other, and confirmed each other, and through the FM of the flesh they sent to one another impulses… — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“Everybody has laws he lives by, I expect. I have mine as well." "What laws?" Bond Rogers was dismayed. Yet she waited, evidently as… — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
“He had not been in El Paso for years, and they had developed it considerably since then, he'd heard, along the lines of sin… — Glendon Swarthout Copy Share Image
