“The greatest drug of all, my dear, was not one of those pills in so many colors that you took over the years, was not the opium, the hash you smoked in houses at the beach, or the speed or… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“…especially the young ones, come into the canyon for the first time, quiet as deer, some of them, coming to your hand for salt:… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“Dreams are all equipped with revolving doors: Someone is always walking into the one you are leaving, and vice-versa.” — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“The greatest drug of all, my dear, was not one of those pills in so many colors that you took over the years, was… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“Dreams decompose, darling, like anything else. And they give off gases, some of which are poisonous and all of which are unpleasant, and so… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“I’ll go live in the woods,” said Malone. “You’ll be lonely,” said Sutherland. “Even Thoreau went to town in the afternoon to gossip.” — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“We wanted to be loved by Malone, with this egotistic detail: that it would be an exclusive love.” — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
When you put something down that happened, people often don't believe it; whereas, you can make up anything, and people assume it must have… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“It was all over: dead. He had no idea, where Frankie had gone. But what was worse, he was everywhere.” — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“…what happens to most of these people anyway? They have their fling and then they vanish. They have to take jobs eventually as telephone… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
They seldom looked happy. They passed one another without a word in the elevator, like silent shades in hell, hell-bent on their next look… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
