We live in the mind, in ideas, in fragments. We no longer drink in the wild outer music of the streets - we remember only..

Our own physical body possesses a wisdom which we who inhabit the body lack. We give it orders which make no sense..

People used to envy me my inspiration. I hate inspiration. It takes you over completely. I could never wait until it passed and I got rid of it..

Many is the mirage I chased. Always I was overreaching myself. The oftener I touched reality, the harder I bounced back to the world of illusion, whi….

Somewhere along the way one discovers that what one has to tell is not nearly so important as the telling itself..

I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companion….

Voyages are accomplished inwardly..

Don't look for miracles. You yourself are the miracle..

I wanted to die; I wanted to surrender because I saw no sense in struggling. I felt that nothing would be proved, substantiated, added or subtracted ….

Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring..

Everyone has his own reality in which, if one is not too cautious, timid or frightened, one swims. This is the only reality there is..

Los Angeles gives one the feeling of the future more strongly than any city I know of. A bad future, too, like something out of Fritz Lang's feeble i….

Cluster together like stars!.

I couldn't allow myself to think about her very long; if I had I would have jumped off the bridge. It's strange. I had become so reconciled to this l….

And there is a time, glorious too in its own way, when one scarcely exists, when one is a complete void. I mean, when boredom seems the very stuff of….

Who hates the Jews more than the Jew?.

If one believes, then miracles occur..

Madness is tonic and invigorating. It makes the sane more sane. The only ones who are unable to profit by it are the insane..

Life, as we all know, is conflict, and man, being part of life, is himself an expression of conflict. If he recognizes the fact and accepts it, he is….

What holds the world together, as I have learned from bitter experience, is sexual intercourse..

The Englishman, be it noted, seldom resorts to violence; when he is sufficiently goaded he simply opens up, like the oyster, and devours his adversar….