James Crumley

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Home is where you hang your hangover.
- James Crumley
Collection: Hangover
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When I finally caught up with Abraham Trahearne, he was drinking beer with an alcoholic bulldog named Fireball Roberts in a ramshackle joint just outside of Sonoma, California, drinking the heart right out of a fine spring afternoon.
- James Crumley
Collection: Spring
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I try to stay two drinks ahead of reality and three behind a drunk
- James Crumley
Collection: Reality
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Consideration touches more deeply and longer than passion.
- James Crumley
Collection: Passion
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I knew the men were probably terrible people who whistled at pretty girls, treated their wives like servants, and voted for Nixon every chance they got, but as far as I was concerned, they beat the hell out of a Volvo-load of liberals for hard work and good times.
- James Crumley
Collection: Girl
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Youth endures all things, kings and poetry and love. Everything but time.
- James Crumley
Collection: Kings
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I have learned some things. Modern life is warfare without end: take no prisoners, leave no wounded, eat the dead--that's environmentally sound.
- James Crumley
Collection: Sound
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I had done either too much coke or too little, a constant problem in my life.
- James Crumley
Collection: Done
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The only person more cynical than a drunk is a reformed drunk.
- James Crumley
Collection: Drunk
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Lady bartenders live a tougher life than anybody knows.
- James Crumley
Collection: Dancing
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...the sun rose each morning to stare into my face with the blank but touching gaze of a lovely retarded child.
- James Crumley
Collection: Morning
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There's no accounting for laws. Or the changes wrought by men and time.
- James Crumley
Collection: Men