There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world which is crazy.

Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes.

What seems nasty, painful, evil can become a source of beauty, joy, and strength, if faced with an open mind.

Were there a Christian so faithful to his God as I was to her we would all be Jesus Christ today.

Civilization is drugs, alcohol, engines of war, prostitution, machines and machine slaves, low wages, bad food, bad taste, prisons, reformatories, lunatic asylums, divorce, perversion, brutal sports, suicides, infanticide, cinema, quackery, demagogy, strikes, lockouts, revolutions, putsches, colonization, electric chairs, guillotines, sabotage, floods, famine, disease, gangsters, money barons, horse racing, fashion shows, poodle dogs, chow dogs, Siamese cats, condoms, peccaries, syphilis, gonorrhea, insanity, neuroses, etc., etc.

Why change the world? Change worlds!

And the books you write. They're not you. They're not me sitting here, this Henry Miller. They belong to someone else. It's terrible. You can never rest.