191 Quotes by richard brautigan

For the rest of my life I’ll be thinking about that hamburger. I’ll be sitting there at the counter, holding it in my hands with tears streaming down my cheeks. The waitress will be looking away because she doesn’t like to see kids crying when they are eating hamburgers...

You sons-of-bitches all have bicycles!” he said, “I’ll have a bicycle someday!

I’ll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

One spring afternoon as a child in the strange town of Portland, I walked down to a different street corner, and saw a row of old houses, huddled together like seals on a rock.

The Forgotten Works just go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. You get the picture. It’s a big place, much bigger than we are.

I think my mind is going. It is changing into a cranial junkyard. I have a huge pile of rusty tin cans the size of Mount Everest and about a million old cars that are going nowhere but between my ears.

Her voice, delicate as it was, had the strength to it that made one realize why a teacup can stay in one piece for centuries, defying the changes of history and the turmoil of man.

I think that I would find automobiles a little more interesting if they carried their own parking space with them.

I do not care to be esthetically tickled in a fancy theater surrounded by an audience drenched in the confident perfume of culture. I can’t afford it.