The Lost Country Quotes

“They were in an older section of town, driving past mansions of splendid opulence, immaculate lawns where the grass looked as if it had been trained to grow some precise height and then cease. Rococo statuary arrogantly watched their covert passage, the battered old car did not linger long midst this splendor. The old mansions fell away, the houses grew ever smaller, tackier, as if they adhered to some abstract rule of diminishment that would render them infinitesimal should they continue long down this way. They drove on, like water that sought its own level.”
― William Gay, The Lost Country

“Mad faces turned toward the hot sky.
They demanded god smite all these whore mongers and adulterers, honky-tonk brawlers, whiskey drinking fornicators.
That not even the young be spared for evil ran through them like a fault line.”
― William Gay, The Lost Country