Author of quotes: Henry Miller. Page 1

It seems that with the development of the media, the latter becomes smaller.

Now it's time for me to leave you and your Holy citadel. I intend to climb to the top of the mountain and wait there, still some ten thousand years while you are still uzskaite light. I wish at least for this evening, I dimmed the glitter of your lights and muted the volume. Tonight I want to reflect in peace and quiet. Want a chance to forget as you hum in your pyatnadtsativekovoy hive. Tomorrow you are free to complete their work for the destruction of your world. Tomorrow, maybe, you will sing in Paradise above the Smoking ruins of your world's capitals. But today I want to think about one person. About a lonely wanderer. About the man with no name and homeland. About the person I respect, because it has absolutely nothing in common with you: about yourself. Today the theme of my meditation I become myself.

America is the embodiment of death. It will drag the whole world into a bottomless abyss.

If you see a woman naked long enough, they begin to pay attention to her face.

My father fell mortally ill, because abruptly quit drinking.

The true purpose of your journey is not a place on the map, and a new Outlook on life.

Today's morning will be great, if yesterday did not bring a complete collapse.

I aimlessly delirium in search of durable, reliable position where I could observe my life, but behind only a confusion of intersecting trails, tangled, confused, like the footprints of a chicken that just got beheaded.

From the minute when you Wake up in the morning, until the moment when the evening, go to sleep, you live among lies, shame and trickery. Everyone knows it and everyone involved that it went on forever. That's why we look askance on one another. That's an easy source of war, pogroms, Crusades against vices and other cute things. It is always easier to punch someone in the face than to step aside and give in, because all we ask that we be given this and that it was as expected, and then to return. If we still believed in God, we would have made him a God of Vengeance. And with all your soul give him the honor to put everything in order. And we are too late to qualify for participation in cleaning. We are in the shit on the ears. And we do not want a new world, and in the old we'll make it.

I want her, need her, can't live without her. She says neither Yes nor no, for the simple reason that I am not bold enough to ask.

In a room with mirrored walls it's impossible to turn his back.

Welcome in man more loathsome evil is contrary to his nature.

No one may sit on my ass and be content with what he has.

Do what you want, but let made brings joy. Do what you want, but let is ecstasy.