Men can become twins with age. The past was their common womb; the six months of rain and the six months of sun was the period of their common gestation. They needed only a few words and a few gestures to convey their meaning. They had graduated through the same fevers, they were moved by the same love and contempt.

One has no talent. I have no talent. It's just a question of working, of being willing to put in the time.

So much of life [is] a putting-off of unhappiness for another time. Nothing [is] ever lost by delay.

A brain is only capable of what it could conceive, andit couldnt concieve what it hasnt experienced

What happens if you drop all the things that make you I?

There was a tacit understanding between them that 'liquor helped'; growing more miserable with every glass one hoped for the moment of relief.

Pain is easy to write. In pain we're all happily individual. But what can one write about happiness?