“She was luxuriously tired and her muscles felt sore from the unaccustomed strain of riding astride.”

There’s one thing I’ve always known: You can let people suspect anything else about you, but you must never let them suspect you of knowing what you’re doing.

Marygreen did not change in sixteen years. It had changed little enough in the past two years.

Most people are so busy knocking themselves out trying to do everything they think they should, they never get around to do what they want to do.

Those places he had seen, she would never see; those fine things he had done, she would never do. But worst of all she would never see him again.

Charm is the ability to make someone else think that both of you are pretty wonderful.

There’s an old press-agents’ slogan that’s good advice: Don’t read your publicity – weigh it.

[Sex] is something big and cosmic. What else do we have? There’s only birth and death and the union of two people – and sex is the only one that happens to us more than once.

The only genius that’s worth anything is the genius for hard work.

War makes strangers bedfellows.

there are only two ways to make a lot [of money] while you’re young: One is to entertain the public; and the other is to cheat it.

If you had better sense you’d have learned by now that nothing thrives so well as wickedness

the end of anything is a relief. In every relationship, even the most valuable, there are certain unpleasant tensions – and the ending of it snaps those taut inner wires.

I think Americans love success – but hate the people who have it.

I guess experience is just learning at first hand the things you knew all along anyway.

They had stopped now and he gave a glance up at the sky, through the trees, as though to see how much time was left. Amber, watching him, was suddenly struck with panic.

Nothing had ever tasted so good as the cool golden ale she swallowed from a pewter tankard. She slept deeply that night and longer than she had intended.

I would change policy, bring back natural grass and nickel beer. Baseball is the belly-button of our society. Straighten out baseball, and you straighten out the rest of the world.

Paintings are like a beer, only beer tastes good and it’s hard to stop drinking beer.

I saw a notice that said “Drink Canada Dry” and I’ve just started.

Marijuana is like Coors beer. If you could buy the damn stuff at a Georgia filling station, youd decide you wouldnt want it.

What’s a punk band? Hey, who’s got a beer?

A theater without beer is just a museum

A redneck’s one that rides around in a truck and drinks beer and throws ’em out the window.

Well, a good ole boy is somebody that rides around in a pick-up truck – which I do – and drinks beer and puts ’em in a litter bag.