Coop (Twin Peaks)
- Hangover Cure for Harry
Surefire cure for a hangover, Harry. You take a glass of nearly frozen, unstrained tomato juice. You plop a couple of oysters in there and you drink it down. Breathe deeply. Next, you take a mound and I mean a mound of sweetbreads. Sautee them with some chestnuts and Canadian bacon. Finally some biscuits, big biscuits, smothered in gravy. Now here's where it gets tricky. You're gonna need some anchovies... That should do it.
David Lynch
- Mike's Monologue
Through the darkness of future past, the magician longs to see. One chants out between two worlds, fire walk with me. We lived among the people. I think you say, convenience store. We lived above it. I mean it like it is, like it sounds. I too have been touched by the devilish one. Tattoo on the left shoulder. Oh, but when I saw the face of God, I was changed. I took the entire arm off.
Charles Bukowski
- Introduction to Ask the Dust by John Fante
I pulled book after book from the shelves. Why didn't anybody say something? Why didn't anybody scream out? I tried other rooms in the library. The section on Religion was just a vast bog to me. I got into Philosophy. I found a couple of bitter Germans who cheered me for a while, then that was over. I tried Mathematics but upper Maths was like Religion: it ran right off me. What I needed seemed to be absent everywhere.
Matt Goss
- Bros Documentary
If there was ever 15 one-way streets and one solitary two-way street where me and my brother got to meet in the middle, you helped find that one street. We've met in the middle. Two worlds definitely collided. When two worlds collide, two things happen: destruction, or the genesis of new beginnings. And you created water on a new planet, mate.
Ethan & Joel Coen
- What makes a man, Mr. Lebowski?
It's funny. I can look back on a life of achievement. Challenges met. Competitors bested. Obstacles overcome. I've accomplished more than most men, and without the use of my legs. But, what makes a man, Mr. Lebowski? Is it being prepared to do the right thing, whatever the cost? Isn't that what makes a man?
Hunter S. Thompson
- Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
There was also the socio-psychic factor. Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only real cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas. To relax, as it were, in the womb of the desert sun. Just roll the roof back and screw it on, grease the face with white tanning butter and move out with the music at top volume, and at least a pint of ether.
Albert Camus
- The Outsider
After our conversation though, I looked at him and saw a tall, fine-featured man with deep-set blue eyes, a long grey moustache and a mass of almost white hair. I found him very reasonable and on the whole quite pleasant, in spite of a few nervous twitches he had about the mouth. On my way out I was even going to shake his hand, but I remembered just in time that I'd killed a man.
John Fante
- Ask the dust
One night I was sitting on the bed in my hotel room on Bunker Hill, down in the very middle of Los Angeles. It was an important night in my life, because I had to make a decision about the hotel. Either I paid up or I got out: that was what the note said, the note the landlady had put under the door. A great problem, deserving acute attention. I solved it by turning out the lights and going to bed.
Luke Rhinehart
- The Dice Man
I am a large man, with big butcher's hands, great oak thighs, rock-jawed head, and massive, thick-lens glasses. I'm six foot four and weigh close to two hundred and thirty pounds; I look like Clark Kent, except that when I take off my business suit I am barely faster than my wife, only slightly more powerful than men half my size, and leap buildings not at all, no matter how many leaps I'm given.
