It's the pleasure of picking up the brush and seeing what happens. Henry Miller More Quotes by Henry Miller More Quotes From Henry Miller To live without killing is a thought which could electrify the world, if men were only capable of staying awake long enough to let the idea soak in. Henry Miller stay-strongphilosophyart We must get going. Tomorrow, tomorrow. Henry Miller tomorrowjourney Whatever needs to be maintained through force is doomed. Henry Miller fateliteratureneeds Somewhere along the way one discovers that what one has to tell is not nearly so important as the telling itself. Henry Miller storytellingimportantway Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there. Henry Miller kingsmenprofound We must not just be in the world and above the world, but also of the world. To love it for what it is... is the only task. Avoid it and you are lost. Lose yourself in it, and you are free. Henry Miller gratitudetasksworld The enchanting, and sometimes terrifying, thing is that the world can be so many things to so many different souls. That it can be, and is, all these things at once and the same time. Henry Miller perspectivedifferentsoul I don't think we should read for instruction but to give our souls a chance to luxuriate. Henry Miller luxuryreadinggiving 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. Henry Miller giving-upheartworld As long as that spark of passion is missing there is no human significance in the performance. Henry Miller passionmissinglong It is silly to go on pretending that under the skin we are brothers. The truth is more likely that under the skin we are all cannibals, assassins, traitors, liars and hypocrites. Henry Miller brotherliarsintegrity For there is only one great adventure and that is inward toward the self, and for that, time nor space nor even deeds matter. Henry Miller spaceselfadventure We create our fate every day . . . most of the ills we suffer from are directly traceable to our own behavior. Henry Miller trainingfatesuffering A year ago, six months ago, I thought that I was an artist. I no longer think about it, I am. Everything that was literature has fallen from me. There are no more books to be written, thank God. This then? This is not a book. This is libel, slander, defamation of character. This is not a book, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a prolonged insult, a gob of spit in the face of Art, a kick in the pants to God, Man, Destiny, Time, Love, Beauty . . . what you will. Henry Miller characterbookart What I really hoped for, no doubt, was to come upon one of those lives which begin nowhere, which lead us through marshes and salt flats, trickling away, seemingly without plan, purpose or goal, and suddenly emerge, gushing like geysers, and never cease gushing, even in death. Henry Miller purposegoaldoubt I made up my mind that I would hold onto nothing, that I would expect nothing. Henry Miller expect-nothingmademind 'Life', said Emerson, "consists in what a man is thinking all day." If that be so, then my life is nothing but a big intestine. Henry Miller menlifethinking 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. Henry Miller waitingclassmen What holds the world together, as I have learned from bitter experience, is sexual intercourse. Henry Miller togethersexworld To walk in money through the night crowd, protected by money, lulled by money, dulled by money, the crowd itself a money, the breath money, no least single object anywhere that is not money. Money, money everywhere and still not enough! And then no money, or a little money, or less money, or more money but money always money. and if you have money, or you don't have money, it is the money that counts, and money makes money, but what makes money make money? Henry Miller crowdsmoneynight
