Jorn Barger

“Then they swarmed over me, hung on my arms, kicked my legs from under me, kicked consciousness out of my head. It slid like a disappearing tail light down the dark mountainside of the world.”
― Ross Macdonald

“She put her hands over her ears and made a monkey face. Even then, she couldn't look ugly. She had such good bones, her skeleton would have been an ornament in any closet.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Doomsters

“I say in speeches that a plausible mission of artists is to make people appreciate being alive at least a little bit. I am then asked if I know of any artists who pulled that off. I reply, 'The Beatles did'.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., Timequake

“The tea tasted like a clear dark dripping from the past. My grandmother came back with it, in crisp black funeral silks,”
― Ross Macdonald, The Way Some People Die