Images surround us; cavorting broadcast in the minds of others, we wear the motley tailored by their bad digestions, the shame and failure, plague pandemics and private indecencies, unpaid bills, and...
None of us grew but the business.
Women get desperate, but they don't understand despair.
In this world, God must serve the Devil.
Money? in a voice that rustled.
Up the coast of the New World, the ship bearing ten million bananas ground out its course, every minute the waste heaving brokenly around it more brilliant as the moon rose off the starboard bow and m...
Holy things and holy places, out of mind under the cauterizing brilliance of the summer son, reared up now as the winter sun struck from the south, casting shadows coldly upon the avenues where the pe...
Venerable age had not, for him, arranged that derelict landscape against which it is privileged to sit and pick its nose, break wind, and damn the course of youth groping among the obstacles erected,...
What's an artist but the dregs of his work - the human shambles that follows it around?
What is it you have, or don't have, that you sit there completely self-contained, that you can sit and know . . . and know exactly where your feet are? Yes, that's what makes cats incredible, because...
You and I doctor, on the beach.
No... it never takes your breath away, telling you things you already know, laying everything out flat, as though the terms and the time, and the nature and the movement of everything were secrets of...
If you want to make a million you don't have to understand money, what you have to understand is people's fears about money
If it is not beautiful for someone, it does not exist.
And that is why people read novels, to identify projections of their own unconscious. The hero has to be fearfully real, to convince them of their own reality, which they rather doubt. A novel without...
What greater comfort does time afford, than the objects of terror re-encountered, and their fraudulence exposed in the flash of reason?
There’s much more stupidity than there is malice in the world...
Stupidity’s the deliberate cultivation of ignorance.
I mean why should somebody go steal and break the law to get all they can when there's always some law where you can be legal and get it all anyway!
I can't imagine cutting my wrists in Pokheepsie