The American humorist sat on his couch suffering thoughts of her, trying to figure out how to win back her affections, wondering what had happened between them or just tumbling head-over-heels down into romantic oblivion where the image of a… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
I daydream about a high school where everybody plays the harmonica: the students, the teachers, the principal, the janitor and the cook in the… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
“The river loved to tell everybody (everybody being the sky, the wind, the few trees that grew around there, birds, deer and even the… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
“I guess some people lived like Reader's Digest, but I hadn't met any and at that time it seemed doubtful that I ever would” — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
“The Beautiful Poem" I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking about you. Pissing a few moments ago I looked down at my penis… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
I didn't know the full dimensions of forever, but I knew it was longer than waiting for Christmas to come. — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
“Alas, Measured Perfectly" Saturday, August 25, 1888. 5:20 P.M. is the name of a photograph of two old women in a front yard, beside… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
“Congratulations," I said. "It's so wonderful to write a book." "I walked all the way here," she said. "I started at midnight. I would… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
“My Name “I guess you are kind of curious as to who I am, but I am one of those who do not have… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
I had become so quiet and so small in the grass by the pond that I was barely noticeable, hardly there. I sat there… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
Once upon a time there was a dwarf knight who only had fifty words to live in and they were so fleeting that he… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
“I feel horrible. She doesn't love me and I wander around the house like a sewing machine that's just finished sewing a turd to… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
Like some kind of strange vacuum cleaner I tried to console him. I recited the same old litanies that you say to people when… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
This morning I saw a coyote walking through the sagebrush right at the very edge of the ocean ― next stop China. The coyote… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
Love Poem ـــــــــ It's so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them when… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share
