The unrecorded past is none other than our old friend, the tree in the primeval forest which fell without being heard.

A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water.

I wanted to write something from a child&#39;s viewpoint... Five of the characters I have played in movies have either been abused or became abusers, themselves, and I just kind of felt like there was a need.

WHEN AUGUSTUS CAME OUT on the porch the blue pigs were eating a rattlesnake—not a very big one. It had probably just been crawling around looking for shade when it ran into the pigs. They were having a fine tug-of-war with it, and its rattling days were over.

Written By Larry McMurtry

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