I soon found out you can't change the world. The best you can do is to learn to live with it.
The enchanting, and sometimes terrifying, thing is that the world can be so many things to so many different souls. That it can be, and is, all these things at once and the same time.
To love! To surrender absolutely, to prostrate oneself before the divine image, to die a thousand imaginary deaths, to annihilate every trace of self, to find the whole universe embodied and enshrined in the living image of another! Adolescent, we say. Rot! This is the germ of the future life, the seed which we hide away, which we bury deep within us, which we smother and stifle and do our utmost to destroy as we advance from one experience to another and flutter and flounder and lose our way.
Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.
What holds the world together, as I have learned from bitter experience, is sexual intercourse.
If one believes, then miracles occur.
When you come, please be so kind as to check your neuroses and psychoses at the gate... Fans and other obnoxious pests would do well to maintain silence.
Why are we so full of restraint? Why do we not give in all directions? Is it fear of losing ourselves? Until we do lose ourselves there is no hope of finding ourselves.
The real enemy can always be met and conquered, or won over. Real antagonism is based on love, a love which has not recognized itself.
There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world which is crazy.
What I want is to open up. I want to know what's inside me. I want everybody to open up. I'm like an imbecile with a can opener in his hand, wondering where to begin-- to open up the earth. I know that underneath the mess everything is marvelous. I'm sure of it.
Somewhere along the way one discovers that what one has to tell is not nearly so important as the telling itself.
Words are loneliness.
The imperfections of a man, his frailties, his faults, are just as important as his virtues.You can't separate them. They're wedded.
Madness is tonic and invigorating. It makes the sane more sane. The only ones who are unable to profit by it are the insane.
I felt free and chained at the same time - like one feels just before election, when all the crooks have been nominated and you are beseeched to vote for the right man.
From the little reading I had done I had observed that the men who were most in life, who were molding life, who were life itself, ate little, slept little, owned little or nothing. They had no illusions about duty, or the perpetuation of their kith and kin, or the preservation of the State. They were interested in truth and in truth alone. They recognized only one kind of activity - creation.
The artist is the opposite of the politically minded individual, the opposite of the reformer, the opposite of the idealist. The artist does not tinker with the universe, he recreates it out of his own experience and understanding of life.
Everybody says sex is obscene. The only true obscenity is war.
I have always looked upon decay as being just as wonderful and rich an expression of life as growth.
We do not talk - we bludgeon one another with facts and theories gleaned from cursory readings of newspapers, magazines and digests.
I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.
Hitler is no worse, nay better, in my opinion, than the other lugs. He makes the German mistake of being tactless, that's all.
The cancer of time is eating us away
In the beginning was the Word. Man acts it out. He is the act, not the actor.
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