Did I come into this world thru the womb of my mother the earth just so I could talk and write like everybody else?
Way far back in the beginning of the world was the whirlwind warning that we could all be blown away like chips and cry- Men with tired eyes realize it now, and wait to deform and decay- with maybe th...
Il mondo mi deve un paio di cose.
And I go home having lost her love. And write this book.
Vinny's was the scene of suicide hookies.
So shut up, live, travel, adventure, bless and don't be sorry
In seeking to severely penalize criminals society by putting the criminals away behind safe walls actually provide them with the means of greater strength for future atrocities glorious and otherwise.
We wandered in a frenzy and a dream (301).
Because now I am grown so old and neutral....
Who has believed in the world and died with its name on his lips?
And I said, 'That last thing is what you can't get, Carlo. Nobody can get to that last thing. We keep on living in hopes of catching it once and for all.
In one sense the drinker learns wisdom, in the words of Goethe or Blake or whichever it was The pathway to wisdom lies through excess (p. 113)
All our best men are laughed at in this nightmare land.
the road is life
I have such a hopeless dream of walking or being there at night, nothing happens, I just pass, everything is unbearably over with.
Beautiful insanein the rain
To the children and the innocent it's all the same.
Some's bastards, some's ain't.That's the score.
My eyes were glued on lifeand they were full of tears.
Because he was always tremendously generated towards complete relationship with his women to the point where they ended up in one convoluted octopus mess of souls and tears and fellatio and hotel room...