Author: Denis Johnson

Cites

• Lou Reed (1)
  • IN: Jesus' Son: Stories (1992) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' Son.
    FROM: Heroin, (1977), Song, US
• Neal Cassady (1)
  • IN: The Resuscitation of a Hanged Man (1991) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Life goes into new forms.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, US
• PEDRO MESEGUER S.J (1)
  • IN: Already Dead: A California Gothic (1997) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: n nightmares, which are no more than intensifications of some worry through anxiety, the terrible expectation is always fulfilled: the bull catches you, the knife reaches you, the axe whistles about your ears — but at this point, when you have given yourself up for dead, you wake up. (Though I once actually felt the cold steel of a sword thrust into me.)
    FROM: The Secret of Dreams, (2006), Book, NULL
• Graham Greene (1)
  • IN: Angels (1983) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: and to those who have shared their experience, strength, and hope I accused her as though her prayers had really worked the change: What did I do to you that you had to condemn me to life?
    FROM: The End of the Affair, (1951), Novel, UK
• W. S. Merwin (1)
  • IN: The Stars at Noon (1986) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: . . what we are looking for In each other Is each other, The stars at noon, While the light worships its blind god.
    FROM: The Present, (1963), Poem, US
• NULL (1)
  • IN: Fiskadoro (1985) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: pescador, ra, n. fisherman (-woman), fisgador, ra, n. harpooner.
    FROM: Appleton’s New Cuyas Dictionary, (1966), Definition, NULL
• Pedro Meseguer (1)
  • IN: Already Dead (1997) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: In nightmares, which are no more than intensifications of some worry through anxiety, the terrible expectation is always fulfilled: the bull catches you, the knife reaches you, the axe whistles about your ears -- but at this point, when you have given yourself up for dead, you wake up. (Though I once actually felt the cold steel of a sword thrust into me.)
    FROM: The Secret of Dreams, (1960), Book, NULL

Cited by

• Michael Parker (1)
  • IN: Don't Make me Stop Now (2007) Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: Where are my women now, with their sweet wet words and ways, and the miraculous balls of hail popping in a green translucence in the yards?
    FROM: Work, (1988), Short story, US
• Adam Wilson (1)
  • IN: What's Important is Feeling (2014) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: As if we held in the heavens of our arms not cherishable things, but only the strength it takes to leave home and then go back again.
    FROM: Enough, (None), NULL, NULL