Letters to Emma Bowlcut Quotes

Rate this book
Clear rating
Letters to Emma Bowlcut Letters to Emma Bowlcut by Bill Callahan
509 ratings, 3.95 average rating, 59 reviews
Open Preview
Letters to Emma Bowlcut Quotes Showing 1-24 of 24
“I was trained to turn loneliness into laziness.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“I sometimes see a shortcoming in myself, how little patience or understanding I have for many people in the way they act. I am able to see the fragility in some, but I only have so much time to wade through their manipulations and traps and draining behaviour. Some people think I'm heartless in leaving others to suffer their own selves.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“At the heel end of the day, I need my glass of wine. Christmas lights for the brain.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“I don't want to destroy anything. But I want to know what I can destroy.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“When I moved, I unearthed the diaries I kept for ten years. I sat and went through them and they were a worthless burden to own. People will say it's tragic I threw them out, but I know it isn't.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“And I hope each morning you wake like a bird in a nest and fly without a thought.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“A drink centers me but I usually make myself wait until at least 9:00 PM for that. Or 8:00 PM. Whichever comes first.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“You are the reason I get out of bed. To tell you that I have gotten out of bed.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“She doesn't use her neck. She only acknowledges things that come at her head on. And she's one of those people that answer your question before you even get through it. And the answer always begins with No, even if it's Yes. Or worse, No no no.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“I bought a big bag of potatoes and it's growing eyes like crazy. Other foods rot. Potatoes want to see.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“It crossed my mind that my letters are all about me and not you. I would hope that you pay me the same respect.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“I look forward to sleeping each night. The air is cool and it often starts to rain around 2:00 A.M., breaking the heat and singing me to sleep. And I drink my tequila as if I'd be letting you down if I didn't.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“When faced with everything sometimes the best course of action is nothing.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“They say marriages work better if you don't know the person too well. Maybe we should stop writing each other posthaste.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“I didn't want to admit I was aware of what she was doing. Which is alright. But you shouldn't let someone seek refuge in you. With is alright.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“But I feel overwhelmed with the everyday things that insist on my attention. And under-whelmed.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“Why do I do such things.
I hope the answer is that I embrace life with abandon. But I fear the truth is that I'm irresponsible.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“I'm not really interested in religion or history or science or mathematics or psychology or politics or geography. I feel I am above them all, except geography. Geography is above me for now.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“I have been mostly dull lately. Like a butter knife. And hoping to find, when called upon, something more in my arsenal than a butter knife. Unless my opponent is actually butter. Then that would be fine. Room temperature butter.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
tags: dull
“I have never cried in the shower. That's a woman thing I think.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
tags: crying
“Everything I've done today could have been done by a bear. The long seasoned sleep. The lumbering out of bed. Tearing at a hard roll dipped in honey. And then sprawling lazily in the grass when the sun hit.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“I wanted to hold you until I heard one voice. I stood without intention of moving and realized we see every punch coming in a boxing movie but in real life we miss a lot of them.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
tags: life, love
“Robin used to hate to see me eat. I chewed too long for her taste. One day I figured it out. She had put two and two together. All that chewing! It was the food that was keeping me alive!”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
“He caído en que todas mis cartas hablan de mi y no de ti.
Me gustaría que me mostraras el mismo respeto.”
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut