Somehow he had catapulted himself beyond the world's value system. But this very fact lay upon him an awesome responsibility to maintain the illusions of other men.
19. I wrote in my notebook that even if all the possible scientific questions are answered, our problem is still not touched at all.
I knew he was unreliable, but he was fun to be with. He was a child’s ideal companion, full of surprises and happy animal energy. He enjoyed food and drink. He liked to try new things. He brought home...
Someone dying asks if there is life after death. Yes, comes the answer, only not yours.
The images of things are not the things in themselves.
Morgan had ordered a light lunch. They did not say much as they dined without other
9.01 Nausea catalogs the indigestible contents of the stomach that are to be brought up.9.02 Memory that is nauseating catalogs the contents of the mind that can never be brought up.
I take the position that true faith is not a supersessional knowledge. It cannot discard the intellect.
Ever since this day I have dreamt sometimes... I, a street rat in my soul, dream even now... that if it were possible to life this littered, paved Manhattan from the earth... and all its torn and drip...
Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.
It proposed that human beings, by the act of making witness, warranted times and places for their existence other than the time and place they were living through.
Support of the Mexican Revolution. He hadn’t known
Happiness consists of living in the dailiness of life and not knowing how happy you are. True happiness comes of not knowing you're happy.
Of course movies today no longer require film. They are recorded and held in digital suspension as ones and zeroes. And so at the moment the last remaining piece of the world is lit and shot for a mov...
Poems have ideas. The ideas of poems come out of their emotions and their emotions are carried on images.
I watched bulls bred to cows, watched mares foal, I saw life come from the egg and the multiplicative wonders of mudholes and ponds, the jell and slime of life shimmering in gravid expectation. Everyw...
Banks and churches and courtrooms all depend on the appurtenances of theatre. On illusion. Banks, the illusion of stability and honourable dealings to the rot and corruption of capitalist exploitation...
A person cannot live without looking for good signs, you just cannot do it, and I thought these signs were good.
It’s a kind of jail, the brain’s mind. We’ve got these mysterious three-pound brains and they jail us.
IS IT SO TERRIBLE NOT TO KEEP THE MATTER IN MY HEART, TO GET THE MATTER OUT OF MY HEART, TO EMPTY MY HEART OF THIS MATTER? WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH MY HEART?