Richard Brautigan

“כשקיבלתי זוג נעלי טניס חדשות, השתנה מיד המבט שלי על החיים. הייתי אדם חדש, גא להתהלך שוב על פני האדמה והודתי לאלוהים בתפילותיי על שעזר לי להשיג זוג חדש של נעלי טניס.”

“היו כל כך הרבה פרחים במכונית שמאז תמיד הרגשתי לא נוח ליד פרחים. אני אוהב פרחים, אבל לפעמים אני מרגיש שלא בנוח להיות במחיצתם. אני אף פעם לא נותן לזה לצאת משליטה, אבל אני מרגיש את זה מאז אותו הבוקר ב־1940 כשצפיתי בלוויה הראשונה שלי.”

“בשמש אין רעננות.”

“נִסִּיתי לְתָאֵר אוֹתָךְ בִּפְנֵי מִישֶׁהוּ לִפְנֵי כַמָּה יָמִים. אַתְּ לֹא דּוֹמָה לְאַף אַחַת שְׁאֲנִי אֵי־פַּעַם רָאִיתִי לְפָנַיִךְ.”

“Put the coffee on, bubbles, I'm coming home”

“We could see the children's toys here and there, and we saw a game that the children had made themselves out of dirt, deer antlers and abalone shells, but the game was so strange that only children could tell what it was. Perhaps it wasn't a game at all, only the grave of a game.”

“I'm in a constant process of thinking about things.”

“Our names were made for us in another century.”

“Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space. If there's nothing there, how can anything go wrong?”

“I don't want my daughter to be educated. I think women should just be decorative.”

“The Beautiful Poem"I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking about you.Pissing a few moments ago I looked down at my penisaffectionately.Knowing it has been inside you twice today makes mefeel beautiful.”

“I didn't know the full dimensions of forever, but I knew it was longer than waiting for Christmas to come.”

“I’ll affect you slowlyas if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants.It won’t rain.”

“Hinged to forgetfulness like a door,she slowly closed out of sight,and she was the woman I loved,but too many times she slept likea mechanical deer in my caresses,and I ached in the metal silenceof her dreams.”

“For fear you will be aloneyou do so many thingsthat aren’t you at all.”

“Her hand had a lot of strength gained through the process of gentleness.”

“All of us have a place in history. Mine is clouds.”

“Moonlight drifts from overA hundred thousand milesTo fall upon a cemeteryIt reads a hundred epitaphsAnd then smiles at a nest ofBaby owls”

“I'll think about things for thirty or forty years before I'll write it.”

“It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult.”