He'll never be frightened. He knows too damn much.
He was completely integrated now and he took a good long look at everything. Then he looked up at the sky. There were big white clouds in it. He touched the palm of his hand against the pine needles w...
He thought that he would lie down and think about nothing. Sometimes he could do this. Sometimes he could think about the stars without wondering about them and the ocean without problems and the sunr...
He sat on the logs, smoking, drying in the sun, the sun warm on his back the river shallow ahead entering the woods, curving into the woods, shallows light glittering, big water-smooth rocks, cedars a...
He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.
He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind blew in the tops of the pine trees. The mountainside sloped gently where he lay; but...
He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.
He had always known what I did not know and what, when I learned it, I was always able to forget. But I did not know that then, although I learned it later.
He grinned with his hat on the back of his head. He looked more like a Broadway character of the Nineties than the lovely painter that he was, and afterwards, when he had hanged himself, I liked to re...
He felt as though he were hailing a ship.
He bowed at the dark, straightened, tossed his hat over his shoulder, and, carrying the muleta in his left hand and the sword in his right, walked out toward the bull.
Going to another country doesn’t make any difference. I’ve tried all that. You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. There’s nothing to that.
For what are we born if not to aid one another?
For a poet he threw a very accurate milk bottle.
Everything you have is to give. Thou art a phenomenon of philosophy and an unfortunate man.
Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.
Do you suppose it will always go on?No.What's to stop it?It will crack somewhere.
Do you feel better?' he asked.'I feel fine,' she said. 'There's nothing wrong with me. I feel fine.
Cdo gjë mund të kalohet në këtë botë të mallkuar. Ndrydhi të gjitha ndjenjat, vdis nga brenda dhe cdo gjë do të kaloj lehtë. Vdis për së gjalli, ashtu sic bëjnë më të shumtët e njerëzve, në të shumtën...
But in the meantime all the life you have or ever will have is today, tonight, tomorrow, today, tonight, tomorrow, over and over again (I hope), ...