When cops are on the job they love lawyers like lions love hyenas, only minus the mutual respect.
Reed Farrel ColemanWhen you feel the stitches holding the illusion of yourself together begin to stretch and pop, and you can't sew fast enough to keep the stuffing in.
Reed Farrel ColemanI achieved what all artists dread: I had outlived most of my money and all of my talent.
Reed Farrel ColemanThis is publishing, Kip! Since when does logic have anything to do with it?
Reed Farrel ColemanI'd burned bridges between us that had yet to be built.
Reed Farrel ColemanReaders have some peculiar notions about the status of writers, the most foolish of which is that writers are treated like royalty by their publishers.
Reed Farrel ColemanPublishing makes Oedipus Rex look like a play about distant cousins.
Reed Farrel ColemanYou can feel yourself falling in love, not out of it.
Reed Farrel ColemanThe first snort of coke, the first taste of a woman, the first sip of scotch: every high is different, but somehow the same.
Reed Farrel ColemanIn a country that values the ballroom dancing talents of washed-up actors, writers were less than afterthoughts.
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