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Henry Miller Quotes - Page 5

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We should not stop to reflect, compare, analyze, possess, but flow on and through, endlessly, like music.

We should not stop to reflect, compare, analyze, possess, but flow on and through, endlessly, like music.

Flow, Should, Compare

Henry Miller (1958). “The Smile at the Foot of the Ladder”, p.47, New Directions Publishing

America is no place for an artist: to be an artist is to be a moral leper, an economic misfit, a social liability. A corn-fed hog enjoys a better life than a creative writer, painter or musician. To be a rabbit is better still.

Writing, Artist, America

Henry Miller (1970). “The Air-Conditioned Nightmare”, p.16, New Directions Publishing

have you ever seen a genius out there looking for a job? it's the saddest thing in the world. no one will hire him. there is only one place where he is always welcome- at the bottom.

Jobs, Genius, World

If one believes, then miracles occur.

Believe, Miracle, Arches

Henry Miller (1970). “The Air-conditioned Nightmare”, p.169, New Directions Publishing

I am of the order whose purpose is not to teach the world a lesson but to explain that school is over.

School, Order, Purpose

Henry Miller (2007). “Plexus: The Rosy Crucifixion II”, p.599, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

When you come, please be so kind as to check your neuroses and psychoses at the gate... Fans and other obnoxious pests would do well to maintain silence.

Psychosis, Silence, Fans

One of the reasons why so few of us ever act, instead of react, is because we are continually stifling our deepest impulses.

Reason Why, Reason, Stifling

Henry Miller (1969). “The Books in My Life”, p.120, New Directions Publishing

For one crime which is expiated in prison ten thousand are committed thoughtlessly by those who condemn.

Justice, Prison, Crime

Henry Miller (1970). “The Air-Conditioned Nightmare”, p.86, New Directions Publishing

The history of the world is the history of the privileged few.

History, World, World History

The man who is forever disturbed about the condition of humanity either has no problems of his own or has refused to face them.

Men, Forever, Humanity

Henry Miller (2007). “Sexus: The Rosy Crucifixion I”, p.205, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

Everything remains unsettled forever, depend on it

Forever, Remains, Depends

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

Part of the act of creating is in discovering your own kind. They are everywhere. But don't look for them in the wrong places.

Creating, Looks, Kind

Moralities, ethics, laws, customs, beliefs, doctrines - these are of trifling import. All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm.

Law, Miracle, Doctrine

"Black Spring". Book by Henry Miller, 1936.

Man, as man, has never realized himself. The greater part of him, his potential being, has always been submerged. What is history if not the endless story of his repeated failures?

Men, Stories, Endless

Henry Miller (1962). “Stand Still Like the Hummingbird”, p.15, New Directions Publishing

Every man is working out his destiny in his own way and nobody can be of any help except by being kind, generous, and patient.

Men, Destiny, Work Out

Henry Miller, Norman Mailer (1976). “Genius and lust: a journey through the major writings of Henry Miller”, Grove Press

For the moment I can think of nothing— except that I am a sentient being stabbed by the miracle of these waters that reflect a forgotten world.

Thinking, Water, Miracle

Henry Miller, Norman Mailer (1976). “Genius and lust: a journey through the major writings of Henry Miller”, Grove Press

Everybody says sex is obscene. The only true obscenity is war.

Sex, War, Obscenity

When you travel often, you will be addicted to it forever.

Forever

"Feeding The Travel Addiction Beast: The Ladder Of Addiction" by William D. Chalmers, www.huffingtonpost.com. October 22, 2012.

It is no accident that propels people like us to Paris.

Paris, People, France Paris

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

I used to think a bird couldn't fly if its wings got wet.

Thinking, Wings, Bird

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

There was another thing I heartily disbelieved in - work. Work, it seemed to me even at the threshold of life, is an activity reserved for the dullard. It is the very opposite of creation, which is play… The part of me which was given up to work, which enabled my wife and child to live in the manner which they unthinkingly demanded, this part of me which kept the wheel turning - a completely fatuous, ego-centric notion! - was the least part of me. I gave nothing to the world in fulfilling the function of breadwinner; the world exacted its tribute of me, that was all.

Children, Opposites, Play

Those who are truly decrepit, living corpses, so to speak, are the middle-aged, middle-class men and woman who are stuck in their comfortable grooves and imagine that the status quo will least forever or else are so frightened it won't, that they have retreated into their mental bomb shelters to wait it out.

Men, Class, Waiting

The ordinary man is involved in action, the hero acts. An immense difference.

Hero, Men, Differences

Henry Miller (1969). “Mémoires, Plaidoiries Et Documents”, p.167, New Directions Publishing

Giving and receiving are at bottom one thing, dependent on whether one lives open or closed. Living openly one becomes a medium, a transmitter; living thus, as a river, one experiences life to the full, flows along with the current of life, and dies in order to live again as an ocean.

Ocean, Order, Rivers

Henry Miller (1958). “The Colossus of Maroussi”, p.207, New Directions Publishing

At Epidaurus, in the stillness, in the great peace that came over me, I heard the heart of the world beat. I know what the cure is: it is to give up, to relinquish, to surrender, so that our little hearts may beat in unison with the great heart of the world.

Giving Up, Heart, World

Henry Miller (1959). “The Henry Miller Reader”, p.58, New Directions Publishing

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