Home is where you hang your hangover.

- James Crumley

When I finally caught up with Abraham Trahearne, he was drinking beer with an alcoholic bulldog named Fireball Roberts in a ramshackle joint just out…

- James Crumley

Youth endures all things, kings and poetry and love. Everything but time.

- James Crumley

I knew the men were probably terrible people who whistled at pretty girls, treated their wives like servants, and voted for Nixon every chance they g…

- James Crumley

I had done either too much coke or too little, a constant problem in my life.

- James Crumley

...the sun rose each morning to stare into my face with the blank but touching gaze of a lovely retarded child.

- James Crumley

Maybe I will go to Paris. Who knows? But I’ll sure as hell never Go back to Texas again

- James Crumley

There's no accounting for laws. Or the changes wrought by men and time.

- James Crumley

I try to stay two drinks ahead of reality and three behind a drunk

- James Crumley