Larry McMurtry
Larry McMurtry
Larry Jeff McMurtryis an American novelist, essayist, bookseller and screenwriter whose work is predominantly set in either the old West or in contemporary Texas. His novels include Horseman, Pass By, The Last Picture Showand Terms of Endearment, which were adapted into films earning 26 Academy Award nominations. His 1985 Pulitzer Prize-winning novel Lonesome Dove was adapted into a television miniseries that earned 18 Emmy Award nominations, with the other three novels in his Lonesome Dove series adapted into three more...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionScreenwriter
Date of Birth3 June 1936
CityArcher City, TX
CountryUnited States of America
It allows him to connect with, to find his way to, other exiles and outsiders.
I think it will be able to stay solvent and stay open, ... I didn't want to close it.
Most heartfelt, I thank my typewriter. My typewriter is a Hermes 3000, surely one of the noblest instruments of European genius.
You expect far too much of a first sentence. Think of it as analogous to a good country breakfast: what we want is something simple, but nourishing to the imagination.
One of the things that Ang brings to all of his projects is his deep sense of being a double exile, an outsider's outsider.
A man that ain't willin' to cheat for a poke don't want it bad enough.
Bunk! Pure bunk! For all I know Yellow Hand died of old age.
Perhaps the truth really is, Americans don?t want cowboys to be gay.
She trusted us more than she should have. She trusted us not to make the story unless we could make it right.
Backward is just not a natural direction for Americans to look -- historical ignorance remains a national characteristic.
The only bookstore I had was the paperback rack at the drugstore.
I don't do well with changes in my routine. I read at least three newspapers a day, for example. I'm frustrated if for some reason I can't get ahold of all three.
The Western notion of masculinity goes back a long way. It doesn't allow for women, and it's also racist - it doesn't allow for other cultures.
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.