My whole wretched life swam before my weary eyes, and I realized no matter what you do it's bound to be a waste of time in the end so you might as well go mad.

Life was dense, dark, ancient. They watched Dean, serious and insane at his raving wheel, with eyes of hawks. All had their hands outstretched. They had come down from the back mountains and higher places to hold forth their hands for something they thought civilization could offer, and they never dreamed the sadness and the poor broken delusion of it.

Who doesn't feel studious when he doesn't have a girl with a Riviera suntan?

Forgive everyone for your own sins and be sure to tell them you love them which you do.

Don't touch me, I'm full of snakes.

The empty blue sky of space says 'All this comes back to me, then goes again, and comes back again, then goes again, and I don't care, it still belongs to me

After all, a homeless man has reason to cry, everything in the world is pointed against him.