David Billow
472 ratings (2.88 avg)
155 reviews

#74 best reviewers
#97 top reviewers

David Billow

Add friend
Sign in to Goodreads to learn more about David.


The Underground R...
Rate this book
Clear rating

 
Chip War: The Fig...
Rate this book
Clear rating

 
Coxinga And The F...
Rate this book
Clear rating

 
See all 7 books that David is reading…
Loading...
“Death was a rodent that ate its way inch by inch through your entrails, chewed at your liver and stomach, severed tendon from organ, until finally, when you were along in the dark, it sat gorged and sleek next to your head, its eyes resting, its wet muzzle like a kiss, a promise whispered in your ear.”
James Lee Burke, The Neon Rain

Charles Bukowski
“The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little more off you, until there was nothing left. At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole goddamned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves.”
Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye

Conn Iggulden
“Courage cannot be left like bones in a bag. It must be brought out and shown the light again and again, growing stronger each time. If you think it will keep for the times you need it, you are wrong. It is like any other part of your strength. If you ignore it, the bag will be empty when you need it most.”
Conn Iggulden, Genghis: Birth of an Empire

James Ellroy
“Epidemic boo-hoo — ‘DON’T TELL MY WIFE!’ Leg-shackle clangs — the prostie vans shook…Panic down below: Shriners bagged en masse. Five men, fez hats flying — a whore grabbed one and pranced.”
James Ellroy, White Jazz

Charles Bukowski
“And my own affairs were as bad, as dismal, as the day I had been born. The only difference was that now I could drink now and then, though never often enough. Drink was the only thing that kept a man from feeling forever stunned and useless. Everything else just kept picking and picking, hacking away. And nothing was interesting, nothing. The people were restrictive and careful, all alike. And I've got to live with these fuckers for the rest of my life, I thought. God, they all had assholes and sexual organs and their mouths and their armpits. They shit and they chattered and they were dull as horse dung. The girls looked good from a distance, the sun shining through their dresses, their hair. But get up close and listen to their minds running out of their mouths, you felt like digging in under a hill and hiding out with a tommy-gun. I would certainly never be able to be happy, to get married, I could never have children. Hell, I couldn't even get a job as a dishwasher.”
Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye

43519 readers advisory for all — 5738 members — last activity Mar 10, 2026 04:29AM
life's too short to read crappy books. this is why readers' advisory exists. feel free to join if you are looking for "a book like____" or "a book tha ...more
year in books
KB
KB
440 books | 18 friends

Andy
4,143 books | 823 friends

Tony
882 books | 279 friends

Andrea
1,717 books | 110 friends

Jason
123 books | 197 friends

brianna
2,915 books | 72 friends

Wendy W...
154 books | 151 friends

Paul
1,342 books | 35 friends

More friends…



Polls voted on by David

Lists liked by David