238 Quotes by Denis Johnson

And yet we were always being found innocent for ridiculous reasons.

The Vine was like a railroad club car that had somehow run itself off the tracks into a swamp of time where it awaited the blows of the wrecking ball.

Skip stared at the ranks of the players. Men who raced from the benches to collide with one another in joyful bloodshed. Who let themselves be hammered and rounded into cops and warriors and lived in a world completely inaccessible to women and children.

Oh, well,” Sands said, thinking that when passion stirred Major Eddie’s heart, he tended to speak in a kind of poetry – you wouldn’t do it justice to call it lying.

Now the colonel seemed to grieve for his President again, because he said, “This world spits out a beautiful man like he was poison.

Pointless labor, useless trash, but for the bureaucrat nothing’s trash until he affronts his soul by throwing it out.

It’s plain to you that at the time I write this, I’m not dead. But maybe by the time you read it.

We’d torn open our chests and shown our cowardly hearts, and you can never stay friends after something like that.

Well, it’s very much for each person to experience alone,” he said, and whatever truth he meant to get at, his eyes were the visible scars of it.