Liquor is one way out an’ death’s the other.

Time rushes towards us with its hospital tray of infinitely varied narcotics, even while it is preparing us for its inevitably fatal operation.

Only some radical change can divert the downward course of my spirit, some startling new place or people to arrest the drift, the drag.

If I am no longer disturbed myself, I will deal less with disturbed people and with violent material. I don't regret having concerned myself with such people, because I think that most of us are disturbed.

The mountain violets break the rocks.

Show me a person who hasn´t known any sorrow and I´ll show you a superficial.

Blanche: No, I have the misfortune of being an English instructor. I attempt to instill a bunch of bobby-soxers and drugstore Romeos with a reverence for Hawthorne and Whitman and Poe!