Front or Blunt?

gonjasufi:

see what over thinking does

animalstalkinginallcaps:

WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT. A GIANT CLOUD IN THE SHAPE OF SATAN’S GRINNING FACE, WITH DOLLAR SIGNS FOR EYEBALLS, BLOCKING OUT THE SUN.

KIM AND KANYE MUST BE EXPECTING A BABY.

See following post.

He didn’t say a word; looked at the sugar in the bottom of his tea glass. His forelock fell down in his eyes and I kept wanting to reach out with my hand and brush it back out of his face.

“I don’t guess I do believe in church salvation,” I said.

I went on snapping the little peas and shelling the big ones, and he sat across from me a long time without saying a word. When I looked up from my fingers he looked me in the eye. He was like Gid; he always looked you in the eye when he hurt you.

-Larry McMurtry “Leaving Cheyenne”

“Later I got awful mad at myself for being such a sissy down at the tank. I must have been either scared to death or crazy, I couldn’t figure which. At least we could have done swimming, I that wouldn’t have been no crime. The more I thought about it the worse it got, and it was all I could do to keep from riding back over that night. But I figured the old man would be back, so I never.

I guess I always did think things over too much, at least where Molly was concerned. She was a special girl. Johnny, he would have done it and then thought it over later, but I always did the thinking first. The next time I got the chance I decided I would try it his way.

But things never worked out too good. Dad rode in the next morning with about a month’s work lined up to do, and I had to stay mad at myself all the time I was doing it. By the time things loosened up enough that I could get back over to see Molly, why it was the middle of October and Johnny was home agin, so I had him to worry about. If there was one thing I learned that day, it was not to miss no opportunities. I just wish learning it had done me a little more good.”

-Larry McMurtry “Leaving Cheyenne”

“Because I bred you,” he said. “I know damn well I couldn’t breed a boy with so little sense as to want to be poor. You got enough sense to know it’s better to be rich than poor, ain’t you?”
“That ain’t what the Bible says,” I said.
He just looked at me. “I ain’t responsible for what the Bible says,” he said. “If it says that, it’s wrong. And I never asked you for no preaching, either. I know there’s fools in the world who say poverty is holy, but you let them go without shoes some cold winter, like I did when I was a kid, and then see how holy they think it is. Being poor just makes people little and mean, most of the time. It’s a damn degrading thing.”
“All right,” I said. “Hold your horses. I don’t want to be poor. But you can not want to be poor and still not care whether you’re rich or not.”
-Larry McMurtry “Leaving Cheyenne”

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Mr. and Mrs. Bynum were there. Sally’s parents. It was one of the many times when it would have been better for me not to be drunk. Unfortunately I had no choice. We spotted one another in the lobby of Methodist Hospital, immediately after I walked in. I guess they had seen the picture of me on my book. I knew them because they were frightening. They were both tall, taller than Sally. Their faces blotched with anger the minute they saw me and they both got up from their seats and came toward me. Their looks were every bit as hot and insolent as Sally’s had been that afternoon. She had her mother’s cheekbones. Her father had hands like small hams. When I held out my hand to shake with them Mrs. Bynum glared down at me.

“We won’t shake your filthy hand,” she said. “You’re hog drunk, for everybody to see.”

“Boy, you been in a whorehouse all afternoon or where you been?” Mr Bynum asked. He leaned over me threateningly.

“Is Sally here?” I asked. I was needing all my strength just to face them. I had no immediate strength available with which to argue.

“She’s named Lorena, after my momma,” Mr. Bynum said. “We’ll see the last name’s changed. Two hours old, precious little baby girl. That’s all you’ll ever need to know about her. You just get back to your whores. Me and Mrs. Bynum have had a gutful of you.”

“She was right about him, Lloyd,” Mrs. Bynum said. “Look at that hair.”

-Larry McMurtry “All My Friends Are Going To Be Strangers”

“Then you are going back?”
“No,” I said. “I have to stay here until I finish my novel.”
“This is a matter of pride,” Wu said. “You are ashamed to go back to your friends. If you go back, then they are thinking you a coward. Is this true?”
I had stopped trying to understand my own motives, and couldn’t really say if it was true or not. Wu always nodded when I spoke, no matter what I said.
“Maybe,” I said.
-Larry McMurtry “All My Friends Are Going To Be Strangers”