All of life is a foreign country.
All our best men are laughed at in this nightmare land.
But, outside of being a sweet little girl, she was awfully dumb and capable of doing horrible things.
Houses are full of things that gather dust.
I don't know, I don't care, and it doesn't make any difference.
I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death.
Let there be joy in baseball again, like in the days when Babe Ruth chased an enemy sportswriter down the streets of Boston and ended up getting drunk with him on the waterfront and came back the next day munching on hot dogs and boomed home runs to the glory of God.
Life must be rich and full of loving- it's no good otherwise, no good at all, for anyone.
Mankind is like dogs, not gods- as long as you don't get mad they'll bite you- but stay mad and you'll never be bitten. Dogs don't respect humility and sorrow.
Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars.
Offer them what they secretly want and they of course immediately become panic-stricken.
One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
Pretty girls make graves.
So long and take it easy, because if you start taking things seriously, it is the end of you.
Somewhere along the line I knew there'd be girls, visions, everything; somewhere along the line the pearl would be handed to me.
The beauty of things must be that they end.
There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.
This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
This is the story of America. Everybody's doing what they think they're supposed to do.
Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night?
Writing is a slow and a difficult process mentally. How you physically render the words onto a screen or a page doesn't help you. I'll give you this example. When words had to be carved into stone, with a chisel, you got the Ten Commandments. When the quill pen had been invented and you had to chase a goose around the yard and sharpen the pen and boil some ink and so on, you got Shakespeare. When the fountain pen came along, you got Henry James. When the typewriter came along, you got Jack Kerouac. And now that we have the computer, we have Facebook. Are you seeing a trend here?
You can't fight City Hall. It keeps changing its name.
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