A bigger problem was to separate himself from his body - the hand worn to nothing, the lock of hair that fell into his eye, even the brain that scrurried with thoughts and words and images. It took long hours to die
Belli can be seen as an underground link between the age of romanticism and the age of naturalism
The immense air opens and closes my book. The wave, pulverized, dares to gush and spatter from the rocks. Fly away, dazzled, blinded pages. Break, waves. Break with joyful waters ...
I'v a brain like a garage sale. I'm a moral rubbish dump
I suffer from a disease which used to be called a shortage of money
We want peace and we want war. The workers want to be left in peace to wage war against the bosses
Men carry an image like a banner. They see in mirrors only what they wish to see. Women are more realistic
English is a curiously expressive language. Womb, room, tomb. It sums up living in three words.
No writer is above language. Writers are language. Each is his own language
Human language disposes to contradiction
Why could he do nothing for his brother, whom he loved, yet be an agent of divine mercy for a total stranger?
Ernest Hemingway ... reached a stage where, even though he had virtually ceased to produce fiction, he was totally in thrall of its contrivances
Toothache was, I supposed, a kind of luxury to a man of my age
Marriage and love are not the same thing
The war has been a means of bringing out men's goodness. Self-sacrifice, courage, love of comrades
We are forced, by the very nature of language, to generalize
I recognized myself, somewhat sadly, as being a bookish man, ears pricking at the mention of a book unknown in an unknown language, any book, any language
The page I had written was tolerable, and the readers of the world asked no more
Catholic law and catholic guilt are nagging him in his old age. Indissoluble bonds
Gangrene? The ghastliest word, I had often thought, in the English language; it insolently connoted life
Adam and Eve had many advantages, but the principal one was, that they escaped teething.
Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, ... it doesn't matter.
Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear--not absence of fear. Except a creature be part coward, it is not a compliment to say it is brave; it is merely a loose misapplication of the word. Consider the flea!--incomparably the bravest of all the creatures of God, if ignorance of fear were courage. Whether you are asleep or awake he will attack you, caring nothing for the fact that in bulk and strength you are to him as are the massed armies of the earth to a sucking child; he lives both day and night and all days and nights in the very lap of peril and the immediate presence of death, and yet is no more afraid than is the man who walks the streets of a city that was threatened by an earthquake ten centuries before. When we speak of Clive, Nelson, and Putnam as men who didn't know what fear was, we ought always to add the flea--and put him at the head of the procession.
For this Love is enraged with me, Yet kills not ; if I must example be To future rebels, if th' unborn Must learn by my being cut up and torn, Kill, and dissect me, Love ; for this Torture against thine own end is ; Rack'd carcasses make ill anatomies.
[L]ove is often the fruit of marriage.