“The neon dust falls slowly, filtering through the stone canyons, settling on hats and fire hydrants, collecting on delicatessen awnings, filling the shopping carts and rickety baby carriages of the rag pickers with soft powdery snow.” — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share Image
“Cops need criminals, doctors need disease, and saints need lepers.” — 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 upstairs apartment on Watkins Avenue in Oneonta overlooking the tracks, and we'd look out at the yard together and watch the trains hooking up, and he'd pull his gold watch out of his vest pocket and… — Donald O'Donovan Copy Share
“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
