Well, I spent six or seven years after high school trying to work myself up. Shipping clerk, salesman, business of one kind or another. And it's a measly manner of existence. To get on that subway on the hot mornings in summer. To devote your whole life to keeping stock, or making phone calls, or selling or buying. To suffer fifty weeks of the year for the sake of a two-week vacation, when all you really desire is to be outdoors, with your shirt off. And always to have to get ahead of the next fella. And still — that's how you build a future.

most of the time we settle for half and i like it better, even as i know how wrong he was and his death useless, i tremble for i confess that something peversley pure calls to me from his memory

When today fails to offer the justification for hope, tomorrow becomes the only grail worth pursuing.

It is rare for people to be asked the question which puts them squarely in front of themselves

... vulgarity has no nation.

Be liked and you will never want.

Don't take it on yourself. Forget now. Live.