“Back during the early 1920s the Carpin brothers ran the small slapped-together oil boomtown a few miles east of Stinnett in what was little more than a den of bootleggers, gamblers and other criminals of low order. During those days… — George Wier Copy Share Image
“After a lifetime spent in earnest earnest then what? After chasing after just such, it would have grinned even wider, if old corpses could… but then?” — George Wier Copy Share
“I don't like the feeling of being 'had'. Nobody does. It has long been my inclination to take the people I meet at face value, and I believe that I tend to grant others the kindness and attention I would ask of them. I'm not so full of myself that I'm not aware when I have failed to live up… — George Wier Copy Share
“Whatever, man. Whatever. I’ll see you in hell.” I left the pack of smokes there on the table for him, but I took my… — George Wier Copy Share Image
“me in my office the first morning I met her didn’t include any of this. Especially, it didn’t include the manure pile.” “What? A… — George Wier Copy Share Image
“of such spread around in little dried piles. The room’s furnishings — which consisted of little more” — George Wier Copy Share Image
“Back during the early 1920s the Carpin brothers ran the small slapped-together oil boomtown a few miles east of Stinnett in what was little… — George Wier Copy Share Image
“in the dry, North Texas climate, and the room’s only permanent occupant, seated in the rocking chair, grinned vacantly in the dark, waiting” — George Wier Copy Share Image
“My life is not very exciting. I don’t like excitement. I don’t even watch exciting movies. I like things nice and calm. You put… — George Wier Copy Share Image
“And somehow, the moment, like all moments that had come and gone before, passed right on by.” — George Wier Copy Share Image
