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1054 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1993
What do you catch?
Suttree smiled. Carp and catfish, he said. Might catch a drum now and then. Or a gar.
Man don't always catch what he's fishing for.
I have a thing to tell you. I know all souls are one and all souls are lonely
Mr Suttree it is our understanding that at curfew rightly decreed by law in that hour wherein night draws to its proper close and the new day commences and contrary to conduct befitting a person of your station you betook yourself to various low places within the shire of McAnally and there did squander several ensuing years in the company of thieves, derelicts, miscreants, pariahs, poltroons, spalpeens, curmudgeons, clotpolls, murderers, gamblers, bawds, whores, trull, brigands, topers, tosspots, sots, and archsots, lobcocks, smellsmocks, runagets,rakes, and other assorted and felonious debauchees.
I was drunk, cried Suttree.