Sports, politics, and religion are the three passions of the badly educated.

I am unlikely to trust a sentence that comes easily.

it is discouraging to leave the past behind only to see it coming toward you like the thunderstorm which drenched you yesterday.

The alcoholic trance is not just a haze, as though the eyes were also unshaven. It is not a mere buzzing in the ears, a dizzinessor disturbance of balance. One arrives in the garden again, at nursery time, when the gentle animals are fed and in all the world there are only toys.

Words are the supreme objects. They are minded things.

Philosophy has a great sort of appeal in terms of an artistic or aesthetic organization of concepts. It's a conceptual art.

I cannot walk under the wires. The sparrows scatter like handfuls of gravel. Really, wires are voices in thin strips. They are words wound in cables. Bars of connection.