“and the sad notes floated out to thepatio and hung in the trees like birds too tired to fly”
“You people voted for Hubert Humphrey and killed Jesus!”
“Jesus man! You don't look for acid! Acid finds you when *it* thinks you're ready.”
“Jesus! Did I SAY that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me? I glanced over at my attorney, but he seemed oblivious...”
“Jesus Creeping God! Is there a priest in this tavern? I want to confess! I'm a fucking sinner! Venal, mortal, carnal, major, minor - however you want to call it, Lord... I'm guilty.”
“You better take care of me Lord, if you don't you're gonna have me on your hands.”