You can't argue with a raging want. You can, but it is useless.

The older I grow the more sharply I mistrust words. So few of them have any meaning left. It is impossible to write one sentence in which every word has the bareness and hardness of bones, the reality of the skeleton.

... the truth is exactly that which can't be got into words. We are forced to lie, a little or, if we are inferior, much.

She did not so much cook as assassinate food.

Failures to love are irremediable and irredeemable.

There is a stage in any misery when the victim begins to find a deep satisfaction in it.

The only way to live is to accept each minute as an unrepeatable miracle, which is exactly what it is: a miracle and unrepeatable.