I was an Agnostic. Agnostics didn't have much to argue about.

I have been treated better than I should have been---not by life in general nor by the machinery of things but by women.

The blankets had fallen off and I stared down at her white back, the shoulder blades sticking out as if they wanted to grow into wings, poke through that skin. Little blades. She was helpless.

some moments are nice, some are nicer, some are even worth writing about.

I don't know if this is true to you but for me sometimes it gets so bad that anything else say like looking at a bird on an overhead power line seems as great as a Beethoven symphony. then you forget it and you're back again.

People don't need love. What they need is success in one form or another. It can be love but it needn't be.

I got lost somehow, began staring up her legs. I was always a leg man. It was the first thing I saw when I was born. But then I was trying to get out. Ever since I have been working in the other direction and with pretty lousy luck.