Oh my God, sociability is just a big smile and a big smile is nothing but teeth, I wish I could just stay up here and rest and be kind." But somebody brought up some wine and that started me off.

I'm not a beatnik. I'm a Catholic.

You'd be surprised how little I knew even up to yesterday

Here I was at the end of America...no more land...and nowhere was nowhere to go but back

Something that you feel will find its own form.

Some of my most neurotically fierce bitterness is the result of realizing how untrue people have become.

A man who allows wild passion to arise within, himself burns his heart, then after burning adds the wind that thereto which ignites the fire again, or not, as the case may be.