We were all delighted, we all realized we were leaving confusion and nonsense behind and performing our one and noble function of the time, move.
For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.
I looked up at the dark sky and prayed to God for a better break in life and a better chance to do something for the little people I loved.
When you've understood this scripture, throw it away. If you can't understand this scripture, throw it away. I insist on your freedom.
Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind.
It'll take you eternities to get rid of me,' she adds sadly, which makes me jealous, I want her to say I'll never get rid of her - I wanta be chased till eternity till I catch her.
Rather, I think one should write, as nearly as possible, as if he were the first person on earth and was humbly and sincerly putting on paper that which he saw and experienced and loved and lost; what his passing thoughts were and his sorrows and desires.
It's only through form that we can realize emptiness
Ray, what you got to do is go climb a mountain.
I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear?
Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
It is possible for the human spirit to win after all.
The truth of the matter is, you die, all you do is die, and yet you live, yes you live, and that's no Harvard lie.
I don't wanta hear all your word descriptions of words words words you made up all winter, man I wanta be enlightened by actions.
It was the work of the quiet mountains, this torrent of purity at my feet.
Dean and I both swayed to the rhythm and the IT of our final excited joy in talking and living to the blank traced end of all innumerable riotous angelic particulars that had been lurking in our souls all our lives.
It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now — girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and I accept lostness forever.
I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.
Oh my God, sociability is just a big smile and a big smile is nothing but teeth, I wish I could just stay up here and rest and be kind." But somebody brought up some wine and that started me off.
The more ups and downs, the more joy I feel. The greater the fear, the greater the happiness I feel.
Marylou was watching Dean as she had watched him clear across the country and back, out of the corner of her eye--with a sullen, sad air, as though she wanted to cut off his head and hide it in her closet, an envious and rueful love of him so amazingly himself, all raging and sniffy and crazy-wayed, a smile of tender dotage but also sinister envy that frightened me about her, a love she knew would never bear fruit because when she looked at his hangjawed bony face with its male self-containment and absentmindedness she knew he was too mad.
Man lowers his head and lunges into civilization, forgetting the days of his infancy when he sought truth in a snowflake or a stick. Man forgets the wisdom of the child.
The details are the life of it, I insist, say everything on your mind, don’t hold back, don’t analyze or anything as you go along, say it out.
...[the photographer] can be considered a kind of disembodied burrowing eye, a conspirator against time and its hammers. His work, print after print of it, seems to call to be shown before the decay which it portrays flattens all... Here are the records of the age before an imminent collapse.
Sweet life continues in the breeze, in the golden fields.
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