Black Tickets Quotes

“I love you the way I love nightmare, secrets coming up like smoke through a grid, the way I love mirrors shattered but still whole, reflecting the foolish image in a hundred lit-up fragments. No one else could take me, pay my way with what your skin knows.”
― Jayne Anne Phillips, Black Tickets: Stories

“it was like fucking an electric zombie, a stiff-legged gazelle shuddering in northern catatonia.”
― Jayne Anne Phillips, Black Tickets: Stories

“Gene Autry riding into coral skyline while the cacti stand up ancient and timeless”
― Jayne Anne Phillips, Black Tickets: Stories

“and the slapping feet of the men that follow the box. They have no faces and they feel with the whiskers of dogs.”
― Jayne Anne Phillips, Black Tickets: Stories