Religion is simply art bastardized out of all recognition.

Poverty is a great cutter-off and riches a great shutter-off.

Life is like a cucumber. One minute it's in your hand, the next it's up you ass.

I have been thinking about the girl I met last night in the mirror: dark on the marble-ivory white: glossy black hair: deep suspiring eyes in which one's glances sink because they are nervous, curious, turned to sexual curiosity.

I'm trying to die correctly, but it's very difficult, you know.

He thought and suffered a good deal but he lacked the resolution to dare--the first requisite of a practitioner.

Sorrow is implicit in love as gravitation is implicit in mass.