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 from a handsome stranger. Their next rush from a popper. The next song that turned their… — 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
