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“Dreams, memories, the sacred—they are all alike in that they are beyond our grasp. Once we are even marginally separated from what we can touch,the object is sanctified; it acquires the beauty of the unattainable,the quality of the miraculous. Everything,really, has this quality of sacredness, but we can desecrate it at a touch. How strange man is! His touch defiles and yet he contains the source of miracles.”

“Movies are the new opiate of the people. They’ll believe anything we can get on the screen.”

this is “my” thing

“My wife was good at it too,” Po Campo remarked. “I liked her biscuits. She never burned them on the bottom.”

“Where’s she live, Mexico?” Augustus asked

“No, she lives in hell, where I sent her,” Po Campo said quietly

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“…lovers under the overpasses, movies at malls letting out, bright gas-station oases in pure fluorescent spill, canopied beneath the palm trees, soon wrapped, down the corridors of the surface streets, in nocturnal smog, the adobe air, the smell of distant fireworks, the spilled, the broken world.”

“…you mind if I call the Guinness Book Hot Line with this, it has to be a world record for fascist regimes keepin’ their word.”

“Still simmerín away with those same old feelings, I see—figured you’d be mellower by now, maybe some reconciliation with reality, I dunno.”

“When the State withers away, Hector.”

“I used to read everything, Professor, I read all the time. Now all I read is poetry. Poetry is the one thing that isn't contaminated, the one thing that isn't part of the game. I don't know if you follow me, Professor. Only poetry—and let me be clear, only some of it—is good for you, only poetry isn't shit.”

Jimmy Hoffa said, “I know how Jesus must have felt. The fucking pharaohs rose to power on his coattails like the fucking Kennedy brothers are rising on mine.”

Heshie Ryskind said, “Get your history straight. It was Julius Caesar that did Jesus in.”

Love the short-sentence, well-controlled, telegraph-like (or screenplay-like, if you will) prose.

Couldn’t give two shits about Shy and her siblings.