Confusion is a word we have invented for an order which is not understood. Henry Miller More Quotes by Henry Miller More Quotes From Henry Miller I'm delirious because I'm dying so fast. Henry Miller deliriousdying The vast difference between astrology and other sciences, if I may put it thus, is that astrology deals not with facts but with profundities. The solid ground on which the scientist pretends to rest gives way, in astrology, to imponderables. Henry Miller astrologydifferencesgiving The history of the world is the history of the privileged few. Henry Miller world-historyhistoryworld She may be lying in bed reading a book, she may be making love with a prize fighter, or she may be running like mad through a field of stubble, one shoe one, one shoe off, a man named Corn Cob pursuing her hotly. Wherever she is I am standing in complete darkness; her absence blots me out. Henry Miller runningbooklying A world without hope, but no despair Henry Miller without-hopedespairworld The world is the mirror of myself dying. Henry Miller mirrorsdyingdeath Imagination is the voice of the daring. Henry Miller daringvoiceimagination To be cured, we must rise from our graves and throw off the cerements of the dead. Nobody can do it for another - it is a private affair which is best done collectively. We must die as egos and be born again in the swarm, not separated and self-hypnotized, but individual and related. Henry Miller egochangeself I am thinking of one woman and the rest is blotto. I say I am thinking of her, but the truth is I am dying a stellar death. I am lying there like a sick star waiting for the light to go out. Years ago I lay on this same bed and I waited and waited to be born. Nothing happened. Except that my mother, in her Lutheran rage, threw a bucket of water over me. My mother, poor imbecile that she was, thought I was lazy. She didn't know that I had gotten caught in the stellar drift, that I was being pulverized to a black extinction out there in the farthest rim of the universe. Henry Miller starsmotherlying My understanding of the meaning of a book is that the book itself disappears from sight, that it is chewed alive, digested and incorporated into the system as flesh and blood which in turn creates new spirit and reshapes the world. Henry Miller sightbookblood The smile was so painfully swift and fleeting that it was like the flash of a knife. Henry Miller fleetingflashknives The most wonderful opportunity which life offers is to be human. Henry Miller offerswonderfulopportunity To know Paris is to know a great deal. Henry Miller dealsparisknows The city grows like a cancer; I must grow like a sun. The city eats deeper and deeper into the red; it is an insatiable white louse which must die eventually of inanition. I am going to starve the white louse which is eating me up. I am going to die as a city in order to become again a man. Therefore I close my ears, my eyes, my mouth. Henry Miller cancereyemen France may one day exist no more, but the Dordogne will live on just as dreams live on and nourish the souls of men. Henry Miller souldreammen It is no accident that propels people like us to Paris. Henry Miller france-parisparispeople It was here in Big Sur that I first learned to say 'amen.' Henry Miller big-surbigsfirsts One can see now how the idea of heaven takes hold of men's consciousness, how it gains ground even when all the props have been knocked from under it. There must be another world beside this swamp in which everything is dumped pell-mell. It's hard to imagine what it can be like, this heaven that men dream about. Henry Miller dreammenideas Her fluency was marvelous. She would say things at random, intricate, flamelike, or slide off into a parenthetical limbo peppered with fireworks-- admirable linguistic feats which a practiced writer might struggle for hours to achieve. Henry Miller fluencystrugglemight My one thought is to get out of New York, to experience something genuinely American. Henry Miller new-york
