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Henry Miller Quotes - Page 13

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Hell is probably quite similar to most Paris bistros ... a bit overheated, somewhat too crowded, and a little too noisy for my tastes. The waiters will surely treat you rudely and the cashiers will always add a few

Hell is probably quite similar to most Paris bistros ... a bit overheated, somewhat too crowded, and a little too noisy for my tastes. The waiters will surely treat you rudely and the cashiers will always add a few extra francs to your bill but ... and this is the important part ... the food will be marvelous.

Food, Paris, Cooking

There are no "facts"- there is only the fact that man, every man everywhere in the world, is on his way to ordination. Some men take the long route and some take the short route. Every man is working out his own way and nobody can be of help except by being kind, generous, and patient.

Men, Work Out, Long

Who hates the Jews more than the Jew?

Hate, Judaism, Jew

I believe in saying the truth, coming out with it cold, shocking if necessary, not disguising it.

Believe, Cold, Coming Out

Henry Miller, Frank L. Kersnowski (1994). “Conversations with Henry Miller”, Univ Pr of Mississippi

I feel that America is essentially against the artist, that the enemy of America is the artist, because he stands for individuality and creativeness, and that's un-American somehow.

Artist, America, Individuality

Once you have given up the ghost, everything follows with dead certainty, even in the midst of chaos.

Chaos, Ghost, Midst

Henry Miller (1966). “Tropic of Capricorn”

Who wants to be a hundred? What's the point of it? A short life and a merry one is far better than a long one sustained by fear, caution, and perpetual medical surveillance.

Short Life, Long, Want

Henry Miller, John Calder (1985). “A Henry Miller reader”, Riverrun Pr

No man would set a word down on paper if he had the courage to live out what he believed in.

Writing, Men, Paper

Henry Miller (2007). “Sexus: The Rosy Crucifixion I”, p.18, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

Leave out the parts that readers tend to skip.

Reader, Skip

We don't trust our five senses; we rely on our critics and educators, all of whom are failures in the realm of creation.

Criticism, Five Senses, Creation

Henry Miller (1970). “The Air-Conditioned Nightmare”, p.166, New Directions Publishing

The practice of any art demands more than 'mere savoir faire'. One must not only be in love with what one does, one must also know how to make love. In love self is obliterated. Only the beloved counts.

Art, Practice, Self

They were painfully clean. But inwardly they stank. Never once had they opened the door which leads to the soul; never once did they dream of taking a blind leap into the dark.

Doors, Soul

"Tropic of Capricorn".

The most difficult thing to adjust to, apparently, is peace and contentment.

Contentment, Difficult, Contentment And Peace

Henry Miller (1957). “Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch”, p.28, New Directions Publishing

The purpose of life is to remember.

Purpose, Remember, Life Is

I believe that today more than ever a book should be sought after even if it has only one great page in it. We must search for fragments, splinters, toenails, anything that has ore in it, anything that is capable of resuscitating the body and the soul.

Book, Believe, Soul

Henry Miller (1964). “Henry Miller on Writing”, New Directions Publishing

I took care of my wheel as one would look after a Rolls Royce. If it needed repairs I always brought it to the same shop on Myrtle Avenue run by a negro named Ed Perry. He handled the bike with kid gloves, you might say. He would always see to it that neither front nor back wheel wobbled. Often he would do a job for me without pay, because, as he put it, he never saw a man so in love with his bike as I was.

Running, Jobs, Love You

What have we to offer the world beside the superabundant loot which we recklessly plunder from the earth under the maniacal delusion that this insane activity represents progress and enlightenment?

Progress, Insane, Enlightenment

Henry Miller (1970). “The Air-Conditioned Nightmare”, p.20, New Directions Publishing

The best technique is none at all.

Technique

Henry Miller, Frank L. Kersnowski (1994). “Conversations with Henry Miller”, Univ Pr of Mississippi

I'm an egotist, but I'm not selfish. There's a difference. I'm a neurotic, I guess. I can't stop thinking about myself. It isn't that I think myself so important. I simply can't think about anything else, that's all.

Falling In Love, Selfish, Thinking

"Tropic of Cancer".

You are the only woman who has a sense of gaiety, a wise tolerance - no more, you seem to urge me to betray you. I love you for that. [...] I don't know what to expect of you, but it is something in the way of a miracle. I am going to demand everything of you - even the impossible, because you encourage it. You are really strong. I even like your deceit, your treachery. It seems aristocratic to me.

Wise, Strong, Love You

He is trying to recapture his innocence, yet all he succeeds in doing (by writing) is to inoculate the world with a virus of his disillusionment.

Writing, Trying, Viruses

Henry Miller (1964). “Henry Miller on Writing”, New Directions Publishing

The tragedy of it is that nobody sees the look of desperation on my face. Thousands and thousands of us, and we're passing one another without a look of recognition.

Fear, Reality, Tragedy

Henry Miller (1961). “The Cosmological Eye”, p.335, New Directions Publishing

France may one day exist no more, but the Dordogne will live on just as dreams live on and nourish the souls of men.

Dream, Men, Soul

Henry Miller (2010). “The Colossus of Maroussi”, p.7, New Directions Publishing

I couldn't allow myself to think about her very long; if I had I would have jumped off the bridge. It's strange. I had become so reconciled to this life without her, and yet if I thought about her only for a minute it was enough to pierce the bone and marrow of my contentment and shove me back again into the agonizing gutter of my wretched past.

Broken Heart, Past, Thinking

Henry Miller, John Calder (1985). “A Henry Miller reader”, Riverrun Pr

The poem is the dream made flesh, in a two-fold sense: as work of art, and as life, which is a work of art.

Dream, Art, Two

Henry Miller (1941). “The Wisdom of the Heart”, p.4, New Directions Publishing

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