He worked too hard, smiled too little and dined as one indifferent to both flavor and fate; he clearly was a hero in need of rescue by a princess.
Indeed, the first step toward becoming a true outlaw is the refusal to be victimized.
When they tell you to grow up, they mean stop growing. Reach a nice level plateau and settle there, predictable and unchanging, no longer a threat.
Alcoholism is an imperfect spiritual longing.
Those who willingly accept being conned are as corrupt as those who con them.
On second thought, it’s unlikely that anybody can teach another to excel in bed. Rather, what they might do is awaken in the other her or his predisposition for copulative excellence.
But man by his nature is an unnatural animal. If any creature stands a chance of defeating death, it is man.
I began to hitchhike in something akin to geological time: slow, ancient, vast.
South Richmond was a neighborhood of mouse holes, lace curtains, Sears catalogs, measles epidemics, baloney sandwiches- and men who knew more about the carburetor than they knew about the clitoris.
Must look into the botanical background of substance known as hashish,” I jotted in my journal, writing by the light of candles that grew incessantly jewel-like even as protean wafts of incense approached my snout like platters of ripe fruits borne on the back of Nubian pages.
Was it wife soup and husband soup on the Other Side? Or was it simply soup?
If the earth needs night as well as day, wouldn’t it follow that the soul requires endarkenment to balance enlightenment?
The price of self-destiny is never cheap, and in certain situations it is unthinkable.
Is that what love is?” “I no longer know what love is. A week ago I had a lot of ideas. What love is and how to make it stay. Now that I’m in love, I haven’t a clue. Now that I’m in love, I’m completely stupid on the subject.
If you want your tree to produce plenty o’ fruit, you’ve got to cut it back from time to time. Same thing with your neural cells. Some people might call it brain damage. I call it prunin’.
Whether I’m unduly sensitive to this pain because I’m a princess – could the whole world be the pea under my mattress? – I don’t know, but because I’m a princess, I might be able to do something to help lessen humanity’s pain.
We entertain the immortals in order that they might be persuaded to help us recover the strength and unity stolen from us by death.
Wasn’t it made clear that civilization is not an end in itself but a theater or gymnasium in which the evolving individual finds facilities for practice?
If he’s like a lot of men, he’d rather be a murderer than a fool.
I’m an outlaw not a philosopher, but I know this much: there’s meaning in everything, all things are connected, and a good champagne is a drink.