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Crime begins with God. It will end with man, when he finds God again. Crime is everywhere, in all the fibres and roots of our being. Every minute of the day adds fresh crimes to the calendar, both those which are detected and punished, and those which are not. The criminal hunts down the criminal. The judge condemns the judger. The innocent torture the innocent. Everywhere, in every family, every tribe, every great community, crimes, crimes..
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All the men she's been with and now you, just you, and the barges going by, masts and hulls, the whole damned current of life flowing through you, through her, through all the guys behind you and after you, the flowers and the birds and the sun streaming in and the fragrance of it choking you, annihilating you.
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ja znam da sloboda znaci odgovornost.isto tako znam kako se lako zelja moze pretvoriti u cin. cak i kad sklopim oci, moram paziti kako sanjam i o cemu, jer samo najtanji veo deli tada san od jave.
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Henry Miller |
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Well, fuck a duck.
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Henry Miller |
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No more peeping through keyholes! No more mas turbating in the dark! No more public confessions! Unscrew the doors from their jambs! I want a world where the vagina is represented by a crude, honest slit, a world that has feeling for bone and contour, for raw, primary colors, a world that has fear and respect for its animal origins. I'm sick of looking at cunts all tickled up, disguised, deformed, idealized. Cunts with nerve ends exposed. I..
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Henry Miller |
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When a situation gets so bad that no solution seems possible there is left only murder and suicide, or both. These failing, one becomes a buffoon.
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Henry Miller |
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That's why I like you, he would say. You're unpredictable. You have no code. Really, Henry--and he would give a hearty guffaw--you're essentially treacherous. If we ever make a new world you'll have no place in it. You don't seem to understand what it means to give and take. You're an intellectual hobo... At times I don't understand you at all. You're always gay and affable, almost sociable, and yet ... well, you have no loyalties. I try to..
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Henry Miller |
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The earth is parched and cracked. Men and women come together like broods of vultures over a stinking carcass, to mate and fly apart again. Vultures who drop from the clouds like heavy stones. Talons and beak, that's what we are! A huge intestinal apparatus with a nose for dead meat. Forward! Forward without pity, without compassion, without love, without forgiveness. Ask no quarter and give none! More battleships, more poison gas, more hig..
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It was just the human fatality of things, a cancer worse than blame, or hate or love.
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Henry Miller |
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Deep in the blood the pull of paradise. The beyond. It must have all started with the navel. They cut the umbilical cord, give you a slap in the ass, and presto! you're out in the world, adrift. You look at the stars and then you look at your navel. You grow eyes everywhere -in the armpits, between the lips, in the roots of your hair, on the soles of your feet. What is distant becomes near, what is near becomes distant. Inner-outer, a const..
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This is all a figurative way of speaking about what is unmentionable. What is unmentionable is pure fuck and pure cunt; it must be mentioned only in de luxe editions, otherwise the world will fall apart. What holds the world together, as I have learned from bitter experience, is sexual intercourse. But fuck, the real thing, cunt, the real thing, seems to contain some unidentified element which is far more dangerous than nitroglycerine.
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Henry Miller |
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Whoever, through too great love, which is monstrous after all, dies of his misery, is born again to know neither love nor hate, but to enjoy. And this joy of living, because it is unnaturally acquired, is a poison which eventually vitiates the whole world. Whatever is created beyond the normal limits of human suffering, acts as a boomerang and brings about destruction.
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Henry Miller |
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Why do we wear out so quickly, when the elements of which we are composed are indestructible? What is it that wears out? Not that of which we are made, that is certain. We wither and fade away, we perish, because the desire to live is extinguished. And why does this most potent flame die out? For lack of faith. From the time we are born we are told that we are mortal. From the time we are able to understand words we are taught that we must ..
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To paint is to love again, live again, see again. To get up at the crack of dawn in order to take a peek at the water colors one did the day before, or even a few hours before, is like stealing a look at the beloved while she sleeps. The thrill is even greater if one has first to draw back the curtains. How they glow in the cold light of early dawn! ... Is there any writer who rouses himself at daybreak in order to read the pages of his man..
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if my memory serves me right, here is my genealogical line: Boccaccio, Petronius, Rabelais, Whitman, Emerson, Thoreau, Maeterlinck, Romain Rolland, Plotinus, Heraclitus, Nietzsche, Dostoievsky (and other Russian writers of the Nineteenth Century), the ancient Greek dramatists, theElizabethan dramatists (excluding Shakespeare), Theodore Dreiser, Knut Hamsun, D. H. Lawrence, James Joyce, Thomas Mann, Elie Faure, Oswald Spengler, Marcel Proust..
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There's only one good aspect to it," says Joe. "You may get his job. And if you have any luck, maybe you'll fall down the elevator shaft and break your neck too. We'll buy you a nice wreath, I promise you that."
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Henry Miller |
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The history of the world is the history of a privileged few.
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Henry Miller |
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Obscenity is a cleansing process, whereas pornography only adds to the murk.
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Henry Miller |
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I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.
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Henry Miller |
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Sleep, Napoleon! It was not your ideas they wanted, it was your corpse.
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Henry Miller |
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Confusion is a word we have invented for an order which is not understood.
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Henry Miller |
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He saw the humorous aspect of everything, which is the real test of the tragic sense.
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Henry Miller |
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I'm crazy enough to believe that the happiest man on earth is the man with the fewest needs.
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Henry Miller |
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There ain't no such thing as civilization.
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Henry Miller |
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If men cease to believe that they will one day become gods then they will surely become worms.
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Henry Miller |
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Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.
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Henry Miller |
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The real leader has no need to lead--he is content to point the way.
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Henry Miller |
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Life, as it is called, is for most of us one long postponement.
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Henry Miller |
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T]he blind lead the blind, it's the democratic way.
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Henry Miller |
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Sex is one of the nine reasons for reincarnation.[...] The other eight are unimportant.
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Henry Miller |
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If we have not found heaven within, it is a certainty we will not find it without.
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Henry Miller |
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One's destination is never a place, but rather a new way of looking at things.
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Henry Miller |
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The most difficult thing to adjust to, apparently, is peace and contentment.
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Henry Miller |
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It was here in Big Sur that I first learned to say 'amen.'
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Henry Miller |
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There's nothing wrong with the world. What's wrong is our way of looking at it.
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Henry Miller |
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To be generous is to say Yes before the man even opens his mouth.
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Henry Miller |
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The whole damned universe has to be taken apart, brick by brick, and reconstructed.
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Henry Miller |
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I am against revolutions because they always involve a return to the status quo.
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Henry Miller |
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I am glad to be a maggot in the corpse which is the world.
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Henry Miller |
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Everything remains unsettled forever, depend on it.
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Henry Miller |
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The artist who becomes thoroughly aware consequently ceases to be one.
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