Savage Season Quotes

“Over-confidence is the way to give your soul to the devil an inch at a time.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“I got something to say to you, big shot."

"Say it, then," I said, "while I'm used to the drone of your voice. I'd rather not get acclimated again.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“Yeah, things are better for blacks and women and gays, but it was the blacks and women and gays that did it, not fuck-ups like this bunch. Whites and straights came along to give help, all right, after the blacks said ‘enough’ and got their heads busted, and it’s the same for the gays and the women. The whites and straights, they control things, and they could have changed it anytime.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“E non mi venne in mente che anche il più rapace degli uccelli, il laniere, è capace di cantare.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“Far as I knew, closest she'd gotten to art was a drafting table and dressing mannequins in store windows, and the closest I'd gotten to saving the world was my name on some petitions, for everything from recycling aluminum cans to saving the whales. I put my cans in the trash now, and I didn't know how the whales we're doing.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“We got some beer and some cheap wine and rented a room at a rundown motel and stayed up most of the night telling lies and a few sad truths that we hoped the other would think were lies.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“But to lose my idealism, to quit believing in the ability of human beings to rise above their baser instincts, was to become old and bitter and of no service to anyone, not even myself.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“but a drunk doesn’t care about what’s been said before, he cares about now and about how he feels, dragging that stuff up is like putting on a good old blues song you’ve heard a hundred times. You know the words, but it still does you good.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“Under the covers we danced the good, slow dance, and she let loose with that laugh I loved so much, the one as sweet and happy as the song of a bird. And I did not care to remember then that even the most predatory of birds, the shrike, can sing.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“Leonard, you’re my hero. When I grow up I want to be just like you. Can I, huh, can I?” “Need some black paint first, but that isn’t gonna make you as pretty. And it would be nice if you were a lot less stupid.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“Old age and death were as wild and improbable as some drunken story about walking across the face of a star.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“Certainly there were gars in there that had bitten children and pulled swimming dogs under for their afternoon meals. They didn’t call the big ones alligator gar for nothing. Six feet long, lean and vicious, they were the barracudas of fresh water, beasts with angry racial memories of lost prehistoric seas. And”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“Leonard was watching Paco like a dog watched a favorite bone. All right, Paco was Leonard’s. I’d count on that.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“The rear window was mostly busted out, and what glass was there was flimsy-looking,”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“I had felt so goddamn strong and immortal. Old age and death were as wild and improbable as some drunken story about walking across the face of a star.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season

“I put my coffee cup on the table next to hers and she stood and I held her and we kissed. The earth didn't move and my heart didn't stop, but it was quite all right just the same.

Then we had our hands all over each other, and we started moving toward the bedroom, molting clothes along the way. Under the covers we danced the good, slow dance, and she let loose with that laugh I loved so much, the one as sweet and happy as the song of a bird.

And I did not care to remember then that even the most predatory of birds, the shrike, can sing.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, Savage Season