Like the foxI run with the huntedand if I’m notthe happiest manon earthI’m surely theluckiest manalive.
When a hot woman meets a hermit one of them is going to change.
What a weary time those years were -- to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.
There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out
People don't need love. What they need is success in one form or another. It can be love but it needn't be.
If there are junk yards in hell, love is the dog that guards the gates.
I'm too careless. I don't put out enough effort. I'm tired.
Goodness can be found sometimes in the middle of hell.
And it seems people should not build houses anymoreit seems people should stop working and sit in small rooms on second floorsunder electric lightswithout shades;it seems there is a lot to forgetand a...
That's your response to everything: drink?""No, that's my response to nothing.
When someone else's truth is the same as your truth, and he seems to be saying it just for you, that's great.
Bad taste creates many more millionaires than good taste.
One can never be sure whether it's good poetry or bad acid
Love be damned nowas love was damned when itfirst arrived.
Dogs and angels are notvery far apart
Animals never worry about Heaven or Hell. neither do I. maybe that's why we get along
That's the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if n...
I wasn't much of a petty thief. I wanted the whole world or nothing.
Her one drink had Cecelia giggling and talking and she was explaining that animals had souls too. Nobody challenged her opinion. It was possible, we knew. What we weren't sure of was if we had any.
Finally there is nothing here for death to take away.