My right wrist is connected to the left foot. You know, if the left foot doesn't work, the right wrist doesn't work, and that's really the truth.
A vacuum is a hell of a lot better than some of the stuff that nature replaces it with.
It is only in his work that an artist can find reality and satisfaction, for the actual world is less intense than the world of his invention and consequently his life, without recourse to violent disorder, does not seem very substantial. The right condition for him is that in which his work in not only convenient but unavoidable.
You see, baby, after a glass or two of wine I’m inclined to extravagance.
Something in me will save me from utter ruin no matter what comes.
If the writing is honest it cannot be separated from the man who wrote it.
When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.
We emphasize that such a form of communication is not absent in man, however evanescent a naturally given object may be for him, split as it is in its submission to symbols.
A women needs ropes and ropes of pearls.
The brave person thinks of himself last of all.
At least tell me you won? And that the scratches and dings were totally worth it. " "Of course. They're always worth it," he says with a hidden meaning that only the two of us could ever understand.