I want so much that is not here and do not knowwhere to go.
I knew it would be you
I knew I was strong, and maybe like they said, crazy. But I had this feeling inside of me that something real was there.
Few beautiful women were willing to indicate in public that they belonged to someone. I had known enough women to realize this. I accepted them for what they were and love came hard and very seldom. W...
Without literature, life is hell.
Some people never go crazy. Me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch for 3 or 4 days. They'll find me there. It's Cherub, they'll say, and they pour wine down my throat rub my chest sprinkle me wi...
take a writer away from his typewriterand all you have leftisthe sicknesswhich started himtypingin thebeginning
There's no chanceat all:we are all trappedby a singularfate.
The best often die by their own hand just to get away, and those left behindcan never quite understand why anybodywould ever want to get away
She knew what she wanted and it wasn't / me. / I know more women like that than any / other kind.
It's colder than hell (yes) butthe blankets are thin,and the pulled-down shadesare as full of holes as love is.
How come you're so ugly?my life has hardly been pretty — the hospitals, the jails, the jobs, the women, the drinking. some of my critics claim that i have deliberately inflicted myself with pain. i wi...
Beware the average man the average woman beware their love, their love is average seeks average but there is genius in their hatred there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you to kill anybody n...
And even the trees we walkedunderseemedless thantreesand more like everythingelse.
The fuckers. There, I feel better. God-damned human race. There, I feel better.
The Genius Of The Crowdthere is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the averagehuman being to supply any given army on any given dayand the best at murder are those who preach against itand...
Style is the answer to everything.A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thingTo do a dull thing with style is preferable to doing a dangerous thing without itTo do a dangerous thing with style i...
My objection to war was not that I had to kill somebody or be killed senselessly, that hardly mattered. What I objected to was to be denied the right to sit in a small room and starve and drink cheap...
It was like the beginning of life and laughter. It was the real meaning of the sun
It was better for me when I could imagine greatness in others, even if it wasn't always there.