I've read this one three times over the years. What can I say? Sometimes, a book just grabs you and won't let go. It was the first novel that truly rewarded my effort.

"The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you."

"His white knit shirt and name-brand shorts were soaked through so you could see the straps of his jock biting into the soft ass I was handing him."

"Jim, [Marlon Brando] moved like a careless fingerling, one big muscle, muscularly naïve, but always, notice, a fingerling at the center of a clear current. That kind of animal grace. The bastard wasted no motion, is what made it art, this brutish no-care."

"The key to the successful administration of a top-level junior tennis academy lies in cultivating a kind of reverse-Buddhism, a state of Total Worry."

"Yes, I'm paranoid -- but am I paranoid enough?"

‘Hey Hallie? I think I’m being followed.’ ‘Some men are born to lead, O.’

The man could write, but... Maybe you just have to be in the right mood.

Reminds me of this onion article: https://www.theonion.com/girlfriend-stops-reading-david-fost...

That article hits the nail on the head. The lack of concision in his writing style seems almost sadistic at times.