Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.
Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.
There is no forgiveness. For women. A man may lose his honor and regain it again. But a woman cannot. She cannot.
He stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activites in the square and he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.
If only my heart were stone.
Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.
What's the bravest thing you ever did? He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.
You have my whole heart. You always did.
Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.
You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it's made out of. Nothin else.
People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn't believe in that. Tomorrow wasn't getting ready for them. It didn't even know they were there.
Citizen, Early, Felt People apparently only read mystery stories of any length. With mysteries, the longer the better, and people will read any damn thing. But the indulgent, 800-page books that were written a hundred years ago are just not going to be written anymore, and people need to get used to that.
Bored, Maybe, Failures I felt early on I wasn't going to be a respectable citizen.
Life, Freedom, Harmony I don't know why I started writing. I don't know why anybody does it. Maybe they're bored, or failures at something else.
Realize, Thoughtful, Race The notion that the species can be improved in some way, that everyone could live in harmony, is a really dangerous idea. Those who are afflicted with this notion are the first ones to give up their souls, their freedom. Your desire that it be that way will enslave you and make your life vacuous.
Help, Happen, Next If you think about some of the things that are being talked about by thoughtful, intelligent scientists, you realize that in 100 years the human race won't even be recognizable.
Time, Perfect, Gold Even if what you're working on doesn't go anywhere, it will help you with the next thing you're doing. Make yourself available for something to happen. Give it a shot.
Teacher, Home, Remember My perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That's heaven. That's gold, and anything else is just a waste of time.
I remember in grammar school the teacher asked if anyone had any hobbies. I was the only one with any hobbies and I had every hobby there was... name anything, no matter how esoteric. I could have given everyone a hobby and still had 40 or 50 to take home.
When the lambs is lost in the mountain, he said. They is cry. Sometime come the mother. Sometime the wolf.
The man who believes that the secrets of the world are forever hidden lives in mystery and fear. Superstition will drag him down. The rain will erode the deeds of his life. But that man who sets himself the task of singling out the thread of order from the tapestry will by the decision alone have taken charge of the world and it is only by such taking charge that he will effect a way to dictate the terms of his own fate.
How would you know if you were the last man on Earth? He said. I don't guess you would know it. You'd just be it. Nobody would know it. It wouldn't make any difference. When you die it's the same as if everybody else died too.
He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought that the world's heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world's pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.
I think by the time you're grown you're as happy as you're goin to be. You'll have good times and bad times, but in the end you'll be about as happy as you was before. Or as unhappy. I've knowed people that just never did get the hang of it.
Men of God and men of war have strange affinities.
Perhaps in the world's destruction it would be possible at last to see how it was made. Oceans, mountains. The ponderous counterspectacle of things ceasing to be. The sweeping waste, hydroptic and coldly secular. The silence.
The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
When one has nothing left make ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them.
Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die.
Long before morning I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I'd always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it is always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals come easily.
By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
They were watching, out there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea.
What would you do if I died? If you died I would want to die too. So you could be with me? Yes. So I could be with you. Okay.
The point is there ain't no point.
Best way to live in California is to be from somewheres else.
If there's one thing on this planet you don't look like it's a bunch of good luck walkin around.
But there are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse
I always thought when I got older that God would sort of come into my life in some way. He didn't. I don't blame him. If I was him I'd have the same opinion about me that he does.
There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road thereto.
Probably I dont believe in a lot of things that I used to believe in but that doesnt mean I dont believe in anything.