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There are not too many fables about man's misuse of sunflower seeds.
Richard Brautigan
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Richard Brautigan
Age: 49 †
Born: 1935
Born: January 30
Died: 1984
Died: October 25
Novelist
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Tacoma
Washington
Richard Gary Brautigan
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Her sunny side was always up.
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I’ll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won’t rain.
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God-forsaken is beautiful, too.
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All girls should have a poem written for them even if we have to turn this goddamn world upside down to do it.
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In a Cafe I watched a man in a cafe fold a slice of bread as if he were folding a birth certificate or looking at the photograph of a dead lover.
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Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space. If there's nothing there, how can anything go wrong?
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I'll think about things for thirty or forty years before I'll write it.
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I daydream about a high school where everybody plays the harmonica: the students, the teachers, the principal, the janitor and the cook in the cafeteria.
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I'll think about things for thirty or forty years before I'll write it.
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We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.
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If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lovers washing their clothes together in a laundromat If you will bring the soap I will bring the bleach.
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We could see the children's toys here and there, and we saw a game that the children had made themselves out of dirt, deer antlers and abalone shells, but the game was so strange that only children could tell what it was. Perhaps it wasn't a game at all, only the grave of a game.
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Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved, but too many times she slept like a mechanical deer in my caresses, and I ached in the metal silence of her dreams.
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I had a good-talking candle last night in my bedroom. I was very tired but I wanted somebody to be with me, so I lit a candle and listened to its comfortable voice of light until I was asleep.
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I believe I saw a woodcock. He had a long bill like putting a fire hydrant into a pencil sharpener, then pasting it onto a bird and letting the bird fly away in front of me with this thing on its face for no other purpose than to amaze me.
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The bookstore was a parking lot for used graveyards. Thousands of graveyards were parked in rows like cars. Most of the books were out of print, and no one wanted to read them any more and the people who had read the books had died or forgotten about them, but through the organic process of music the books had become virgins again.
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Excuse me, I said. I thought you were a trout stream. I'm not, she said.
Richard Brautigan
...what makes you older is when your bones, muscles and blood wear out, when the heart sinks into oblivion and all the houses you ever lived in are gone and people are not really certain that your civilization ever existed.
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You've got some 'Star-Spangled' nails in your coffin, kid. That's what they've done for you, son.
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It's pretty hard to have faith when everybody is trying to lock you up.
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