It’s funny, I said. It’s very funny. And it’s a lot of fun, too, to be in love. Do you think so? her eyes looked flat again. I don’t mean fun that way. In a way it’s an enjoyable feeling. No, she said...
It was not her fault that when he went to her he was already over
It was not brilliant bull-fighting. It was only perfect bull-fighting.
It was never what he had done,but always what he could do. And he had chosen to make his living with something else instead of a pen or a pencil
It was in that room too that I learned not to think about anything that I was writing from the time I stopped writing until I started again the next day. That way my subconscious would be working on i...
It is silly not to hope, he thought.
It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.
If there's empty spaces in your heart,They'll make you think it's wrong,Like having empty spaces,Means you never can be strong,But I've learned that all these spaces,Means there's room enough to grow,...
If I do it you won't ever worry?''I won't worry about that because it's perfectly simple.'Then I'll do it. Because I don't care about me.
I'm with you. No matter what else you have in your head I'm with you and I love you.
I'm not unfaithful, darling. I've plenty of faults but I'm very faithful. You'll be sick of me I'll be so faithful.
I'll kill him though,' he said. 'In all his greatness and his glory.
I was trying to write then and I found the greatest difficulty, aside from knowing truly what you really felt, rather than what you were supposed to feel, and had been taught to feel, was to put down...
I was trying to learn to write, commencing with the simplest things, and one of the simplest things of all and the most fundamental is violent death.
I wanted it so much. I don’t know why I wanted it so much.
I think perhaps I can too.But I try not to borrow. First you borrow. Then you beg.
I may not be as stong as I think, but I know many tricks and I have resolution.
I love you and I always will and I am sorry. What a useless word.
I could not fail myself and die on a fish like this, he said. Now that I have him coming so beautifully, God help me endure. I'll say a hundred Our Fathers and a hundred Hail Marys. But I cannot say t...
I am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other.