Words have to murder reality before they can hold it captive.
Today, however, we are having a hard time living because we are so bent on outwitting death.
It is in the knowledge of the genuine conditions of our lives that we must draw our strength to live and our reasons for living.
Be loved, be admired, be necessary; be somebody.
Literature takes its revenge on reality by making it the slave of fiction.
People seem to think that if you keep your head empty you automatically fill your balls.