31 Quotes About Henry-miller

He is trying to recapture his innocence, yet all he succeeds in doing (by writing) is to inoculate the world with a virus of his disillusionment.

(P)assages of those books I once wrote in my head came back, like the curled edges of a dream which refuse to flatten out. They would always be flapping there, those curled edges... flapping from the cornices of those dingy shit-brown shanties, those slat-faced saloons, those foul rescue and shelter places where the bleary-eyed, codfish-faced bums hung about like lazy flies, and O God, how miserable they looked, how wasted, how blenched, how withered and hollowed out!

Life," said Emerson, "consists in what a man is thinking all day." If that be so, then my life is nothing but a big intestine. I not only think about food all day, but I dream about it at night.But I don’t ask to go back to America, to be put in a double harness again, to work the treadmill. No, I prefer to be a poor man of Europe. God knows, I am poor enough; it only remains to be a man.

Life," said Emerson, "consists in what a man is thinking all day." If that be so, then my life is nothing but a big intestine. I not only think about food all day, but I dream about it at night. But I don’t ask to go back to America, to be put in a double harness again, to work the treadmill. No, I prefer to be a poor man of Europe. God knows, I am poor enough; it only remains to be a man.

By late afternoon I'm ready to strangle Riva Chirenko's daughter. I don't know her name. Nobody calls her Mrs. Tomanovich. She's Mr. Tomanovich's wife. Riva's daughter. Irena Tomanovich's mother. She's what's wrong with all of us women, that schleppe from the steppe. But at other times it is this same woman, Riva Chirenko's daughter, that I respect, revere. If I could only accept as she has done, just accept. Acceptance is faith, Henry Miller said. I could strangle him too.

For the moment I can think of nothing— except that I am a sentient being stabbed by the miracle of these waters that reflect a forgotten world.

I didn't give a fuck whether I found anything or not. The thing is, never to be too anxious. Everything comes in due time.

Niçin böylesine sınırlıyoruz kendimizi? Niçin her şeye açık değiliz? Kendimizi kaybetmekten mi korkuyoruz yoksa? Kendimizi kaybedene dek kendimizi bulma umudumuz olamaz.

Moralistlerin tutkusu olan, varlığın “iğrenç” davranışlarını ortadan kaldırma çabası yalnızca saçma değil, aynı zamanda boşunadır da. Bir insan, çirkin, “günah” düşünce ve isteklerini, içgüdü ve itkilerini bastırmayı başarabilir, ama bunun sonuçları yıkıma yol açabilir. Ermiş olmakla katil olmak arasındaki sınır, kıl kadar incedir.