And it was about then, about that time, that I began to find life unsatisfactory as an explanation of itself and was forced to adopt the method of the artist of not explaining but putting the blocks together in some other way that seems more significant to him. Which is a rather fancy way of saying I started writing.

Security is a kind of death.

Mendacity is a system that we live in," declares Brick. "Liquor is one way out an'death's the other.

I saw that it was all over, put away in a box like a doll no longer cared for, the magical intimacy of our childhood together

Young, gifted, and destitute.

I can't stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action.

attempting to find in motion what was lost in space.