Great books write themselves, only bad books have to be written.
Their lips brushed like young wild flowers in the wind.
Long ago, there was something in me, but now that thing is gone. Now that thing is gone, that thing is gone. I cannot cry. I cannot care. That thing will come back no more.
It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.
These lights, this brightness, these clusters of human hope, of wild desire – I shall take these lights in my fingers. I shall make them bright, and whether they shine or not, it is in these fingers that they shall succeed or fail.
Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know – because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly, Dot, and when I got it it turned to dust in my hand.
I want to be a society vampire, you see.
Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people’s lives.
One thin’s sure and nothing’s surer The rich get richer and the poor get – children. In the meantime, In between time...
I can’t tell you just how wonderful she is. I don’t want you to know. I don’t want any one to know.
There is a moment – Oh, just before the first kiss, a whispered word – something that makes it worth while.
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.
Draw your chair up close to the edge of the precipice and I’ll tell you a story.
Begin with an individual, and before you know it you have created a type; begin with a type, and you find you have created – nothing.
Every act of life, from the morning toothbrush to the friend at dinner, became an effort. I hated the night when I couldn’t sleep and I hated the day because it went toward night.
And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.
When I’m with you, I don’t breathe quite right.
The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.
So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.
Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.