Jump off. You are a protected individual. Do not fear. Henry Miller More Quotes by Henry Miller More Quotes From Henry Miller We are dancing in the hollow of nothingness. We are one flesh, but separated like stars. Henry Miller dancing stars flesh I wanted to die; I wanted to surrender because I saw no sense in struggling. I felt that nothing would be proved, substantiated, added or subtracted by continuing an existence which I had not asked for. Henry Miller mad crazy struggle I have found God, but he is insufficient. Henry Miller religious god found Everyman, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. Henry Miller honest quiet profound 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 destiny book art There will be more calamities, more death, more despair. Not the slightest indication of a change anywhere. The cancer of our time is eating us away. Our heroes have killed themselves, or are killing themselves. Henry Miller cancer despair hero The world is two thirds spaghetti and meatballs, one third syphilitic chancre. Henry Miller spaghetti two world For a hundred years or more the world, our world, has been dying. And not one man, in these last hundred years or so, has been crazy enough to put a bomb up the asshole of creation and set it off. The world is rotting away, dying piecemeal. But it needs the coup de grace, it needs to be blown to smithereens. Not one of us is intact, and yet we have in us all the continents and the seas between the continents and the birds of the air. We are going to put it down ― the evolution of this world which has died but which has not been buried. Henry Miller our-world crazy men We must be holy without holiness. We must be whole, complete. That's being holy. Any other kind of holiness is false, a snare, and a delusion. Henry Miller holiness holy kind The monstrous thing is not that men have created roses out of this dung heap, but that, for some reason or other, they should want roses. Henry Miller want rose men Over there you think of nothing but becoming President of the United States some day. Potentially every man is Presidential timber. Here it's different. Here every man is potentially a zero. If you become something or somebody it is an accident, a miracle. Henry Miller zero men thinking But it's just because the chances are all against you, just because there is so little hope, that life is sweet over here. Henry Miller chance littles sweet Day by day. No yesterdays and no tomorrows. The barometer never changes, the flag is always at half-mast. Henry Miller flags half yesterday There are lone figures armed only with ideas, sometimes with just one idea, who blast away whole epochs in which we are enwrapped like mummies. Some are powerful enough to resurrect the dead. Some steal on us unawares and put a spell over us which it takes centuries to throw off. Some put a curse on us, for our st idity and inertia, and then it seems as if God himself were unable to lift it. Henry Miller vision powerful ideas Remorse is impotence; it will sin again. Only repentance is strong - it can end everything. Henry Miller repentance sin strong There is nothing in itself which is wrong or evil not even murder. Henry Miller wickedness murder evil Men are not suffering from the lack of good literature, good art, good theatre, good music, but from that which has made it impossible for these to become manifest. In short, they are suffering from the silent shameful conspiracy (the more shameful since it is unacknowledged) which has bound them together as enemies of art and artists. Henry Miller men enemy art All the lies and evasions by which man has nourished himself civilization, in a word is the fruits of the creative artist. It is the creative nature of man which has refused to let him lapse back into that unconscious unity with life which characterizes the animal world from which he made his escape. Henry Miller creativity men lying Understanding is not a piercing of the mystery, but an acceptance of it, a living blissfully with it, in it, through and by it. Henry Miller understanding acceptance writing I like the one about the little soulworms that fly out of the nest for the resurrection. Henry Miller nests poetry soul
