To think is to be sick.

Destiny and history are untidy.

Only the impossible lasts forever.

Life, the permission to know death.

I've seen death and I didn't like it.

Sleep demands of us a guilty immunity.

Love is the first lie; wisdom the last.

Dreams have only the pigmentation of fact.

To love without criticism is to be betrayed.

Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them.

What is a ruin but time easing itself of endurance?

The unendurable is the beginning of the curve of joy.

The priceless galaxy of misinformation called the mind.

An image is a stop the mind makes between uncertainties.

I have a narrative, but you will be put to it to find it.

Why is it that whenever I hear music I think I’m a bride?

A man is whole only when he takes into account his shadow.

I can draw and write, and you'd be foolish not to hire me.

We are adhering to life now with our last muscle - the heart.

One's life is peculiar to one's own when one has invented it.

I'm a fart in a gale of wind, a humble violet under a cow pat.

There is always more surface to a shattered object than a whole.

We are but skin about a wind, with muscles clenched against mortality.

Man is the only thing that has no further use after something goes amiss.

Of course I think of the past and of Paris, what else is there to remember?

Life is not to be told, call it as loud as you like, it will not tell itself.

I have been loved,' she said, 'by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

Youth is cause, effect is age; so with the thickening of the neck we get data.

The night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in torment.

Life is painful, nasty and short.. in my case it has only been painful and nasty.

Life is painful, nasty and short... in my case it has only been painful and nasty.

I talk too much because I have been made so miserable by what you are keeping hushed.

The truth is how you say it, and to be 'one's self' is the most shocking custom of all.

God, children know something they can't tell; they like Red Riding Hood and the wolf in bed!

Certainty always produces questions, uncertainty statements. It is a balancing law of nature.

Time is a great conference planning our end, and youth is only the past putting a leg forward.

No man needs curing of his individual sickness; his universal malady is what he should look to.

Too great a sense of identity makes a man feel he can do no wrong. And too little does the same.

And must I, perchance, like careful writers, guard myself against the conclusions of my readers?

After all, it is not where one washes one's neck that counts but where one moistens one's throat.

For most people, life is nasty, brutish, and short; for me, it has simply been nasty and brutish.

A strong sense of identity gives man an idea he can do no wrong; too little accomplishes the same.

No one will be much or little except in someone else's mind, so be careful of the minds you get into.

Suffering for love is how I have learned practically everything I know, love of grandmother up and on.

New York is the meeting place of the peoples, the only city where you can hardly find a typical American.

Even the contemplative life is only an effort, Nora my dear, to hide the body so the feet won’t stick out.

A man's sorrow runs uphill; true it is difficult for him to bear, but it is also difficult for him to keep.

None of us suffers as much as we should, or loves as much as we say. Love is the first lie; wisdom the last.

You beat the liver out of a goose to get a pâté; you pound the muscles of a man's cardia to get a philosopher.

One must not look inward too much, while the inside is yet tender. I do not wish to frighten myself until I can stand it.

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