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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
Even Tyler would be infected by this surprising outbreak of sadness, which he certainly would not have felt had he simply never happened to see Lily again. This taught him the vanity and egotism of grief, which so often compromises nothing except childish rebellion against the closing off of possibilities.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
Perhaps the sallow drunk should have taken the hint. But he needed to feel confident in his life. It was only when he drank that he felt he could be anything. He felt this precisely because his perceptions had grown so constricted that he could no longer be cognizant of his limitations, like those old people who when sight, hearing and memory slip away make unflattering remarks in loud voices about others who are still present but out of their dwindling sensory range. How amazed they'd be, if they understood that the nasty man who'd long since vanished from their apprehension like last Thursday's television show had just now heard them denounce his nastiness! For they'd meant no harm! Backstab gossip doesn't harm anybody, does it? It's only steam-letting, social sport, wit, liveliness, self-comfort like complaining over an arthritic wrist.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
So you cheat on your wife and you want me to give you a gold star for it, said Domino. Well, mister, I pity your wife and I don't give a fuck about you. Now I've got to go outside for a minute and see a man about a dog. When I come back, if you want a flatback or a blow, you just lay down your money in my hand. But no more of your hypocritical bullshit. Who the hell do you think you are? You're just a kid in the candy store that can't decide which kind of liquorice he wants to stuff his face with. Now sit there and shut up.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
What do you get when you cross a nymphomaniac with a kleptomaniac? A rapist, said Tyler.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
Nothing, brother. Everything's about nothing. You know that, but you prefer to pretend otherwise. We both do.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
Mr. Norris knew this hoard to be worth much less than the tall man believed, but as long he believed it, he'd stay honest. Thus ran Mr. Norris's theory, which was not only philosophical but also empirically scientific in the best sense.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
Evil is one thing. Evil's only subjective. Illegal is another.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
It is the occupation of politicians to deny this ubiquity, nay, universality of corroded hearts, to discount the barren laboriousness of all paths. Reduce corporate taxes, they say, or redistribute the wealth of the parasitic class to the desperate class, and then all who matter can cross the Jordan together and enter into a new land of happiness whose prior inhabitants will dissolve into sea-colored ghosts of dust.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
When they'd been children there'd been a fallen log in the river, and John had walked on it, keeping his balance, instructing his brother: If you don't think about it, you won't fall.-That would be a perfect epitaph, thought Tyler malevolently, crushing the space invader raindrops with his windshield wipers.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
Expressiveness in others enriched Mrs. Singer's confidence in her own interpretations, possibly because a certain fear that she had not accomplished anything in her life left her all the more desirous of discovering easy clues to less consequential questions.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
Anyone who would pay to have sex with a woman who has no options deserves to get ripped off.
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William T. Vollmann _ The Royal Family
Who dies best, the soldier who falls for your sake, or the fly in my whiskey-glass? The happy agony of the fly is his reward for an adventurous dive in no cause but his own. Gorged and crazed, he touches bottom, knows he's gone as far as he can go, and bravely sticks. I sleep on. In the morning I pour new happiness upon the crust of the old, and only as I raise the glass to my lips descry through that rich brown double inch my flattened hero. I drink around his death, being no angler by any inclination, and leave him in the weird shallows. The glass set down, I idle beneath the fan, while beyond my window-bars a warm drizzle passes silently from clouds to leaves.How to die? How to live? These questions, if we ask the dead fly, are both answered thus: In a drunken state. But drunk on WHAT should we all be? Well, there's love to drink, of course, and death, which is the same thing, and whiskey, better still, and heroin, best of all-except maybe for holiness. Accordingly, let this book, like its characters, be devoted to Addiction, Addicts, Pushers, Prostitutes and Pimps. With upraised needles, Bibles, dildoes and shot glasses, let us now throw our condoms in the fire, unbutton our trousers, and happily commit THIS MULTITUDE OF CRIMES.
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