Death is the only real elegance.

memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for

By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.

I take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of the high noon hours. The world is lost in a blue haze of distances, and the immediate sleeps in a thin and finite sun.

The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow - So Growl By doing what is right.

Women, despite the fact that nine out of ten of them go through life with a death-bed air either of snatching-the-last-moment or with martyr-resignation, do not die tomorrow--or the next day. They have to live on to any one of many bitter ends.

Millie Beggs, by the time she was forty-five, had become an emotional anarchist.