She was beginning to understand. Winners didn’t shoot off their mouths. They were afraid of getting murdered in the parking lot. After the fourth race, a $22.80 winner, he turned again and told Katherine, “I had that one, ten across.” She turned away. “His face is yellow, Hank. Did you see his eyes? He’s sick.”
“He’s sick on the dream. We’re all sick on the dream, that’s why we’re out here.”
“Hank, let’s go.”
Let’ em learn or let’ em die.
Dogs and angels are not very far apart.
Goodness can be found sometimes in the middle of hell.
To do a dull thing with style – now that’s what I call art.
The poem has some value, believe me. It keeps you from going totally mad.
The cat is the beautiful devil.
People don’t need love. What they need is success in one form or another. It can be love but it needn’t be.
Justice is everywhere and it’s working.
Love it or leave it.
The whole world is caught in her glance and at last the universe is magnificent.
People lack originality.
She’s mad, but she’s magic. There’s no lie in her fire.
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