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Richard Brautigan

Richard Gary Brautigan (January 30, 1935 – ca. September 16, 1984) was an American novelist, poet, and short story writer. His work often employs black comedy, parody, and satire. He is best known for his novels Trout Fishing in America (1967) and In Watermelon Sugar (1968).

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Elizabeth's voice had a door in it. When you opened that door you found another door, and that door opened yet another door. All the doors were nice and led out of her.

Doors, Found, Nice, Voice

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

Affect, Ants, Dream, Picnics, Rain

It's pretty hard to have faith when everybody is trying to lock you up.

Everybody, Faith, Have Faith, Locks, Pretty, Trying

I believe I saw a woodcock. He had a long bill like putting a fire hydrant into a pencil sharpener, then pasting it onto a bird and letting the bird fly away in front of me with this thing on its face for no other purpose than to amaze me.

Amaze, Away, Believe, Fire, Long, Saw

We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.

Hands, Making Love, Nice, Walked

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

Things, Thinking, Write, Writing, Years

Im haunted a little this evening by feelings that have no vocabulary and events that should be explained in dimensions of lint rather than words. Ive been examining half-scraps of my childhood. They are pieces of distant life that have no form or meaning. They are things that just happened like lint.

Vocabulary, Childhood, Feelings, Explained, Haunted, Pieces

This morning I saw a coyote walking through the sagebrush right at the very edge of the ocean ― next stop China. The coyote was acting like he was in New Mexico or Wyoming, except that there were whales passing below. That’s what this country does for you. Come down to Big Sur and let your soul have some room to get outside its marrow.

Country, Mexico, Morning, Ocean, Sur, Walking

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 like a mechanical deer in my caresses, and I ached in the metal silence of her dreams.

Caresses, Doors, Dream, Sight, Slowly

I had a good-talking candle last night in my bedroom. I was very tired but I wanted somebody to be with me, so I lit a candle and listened to its comfortable voice of light until I was asleep.

Comfortable, Light, Night, Tired, Voice

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

Goes On, Simple, Strange, Things, Things In Life

Night was coming on in, borrowing the light. It had started out borrowing just a few cents worth of the light, but now it was borrowing thousands of dollars worth of the light every second. The light would soon be gone, the bank closed, the tellers unemployed, the bank president a suicide.

Light, Night, Suicide, Unemployed

I wonder if there are any catfish in this pond? It seems like a perfect place for them.

Catfish, Perfect, Pond, Ponds, Wonder

The smallest snowstorm on record took place an hour ago in my back yard. It was approximately two flakes. I waited for more to fall, but that was it. The entire storm was two flakes.

Approximately, Fall, Flakes, Smallest, Storm, Two

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.

Care, Culture, Fancy, Perfume, Theater

There are not too many fables about man's misuse of sunflower seeds.

Fables, Men, Misuse, Sunflower

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

Distant, Tell

A Boat O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival and he started crying when he saw the Ferris wheel. Electric green and red tears flowed down his furry cheeks. He looked like a boat out on the dark water.

Beautiful, Cheeks, Dark, Down, Evil, Took

I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.

Book, Books, Coffee, Old, Year, Years

We looked like a parade barely moving toward YOU MIGHT GET LOST.

Looked, Might, Moving, Parade, Parades, Toward

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