Quotes by : John Fante

I stretched out on the bed and slept. It was twilight when I awakened and turned on the light. I felt....

(...) I let go, crying and unable to stop because God was such a dirty crook, contemptible skunk, that's....

Almighty God, I am sorry I am now an atheist, but have You read Nietzsche?

I went to the library. I looked at the magazines, at the pictures in them. One day I went to the bookshelves,....

She made me a stranger unto myself, she was all of those calm nights and tall eucalyptus trees, the desert....

She had no need in her heart for either book or magazine. She had her own way of escape, her own passage....

So it happened at last: I was about to become a thief, a cheap milk-stealer. Here was your lash-in-the-pen....

I was satisfied that I had done my best. She was insane.

Come on! Who wants to fight me?

I tossed my shoulders and swaggered away, whistling with pleasure. In the gutter I saw a long cigaret....