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All I want in this life are three...
a moonlit beach on the starlit sea,
a breath of opium,
and thee.

Intoxication, like sexual euphoria, is the privilege of the human animal.

From flophouse bed
To poorhouse bread,
all outhouse sorrow:
I thee wed.

Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.

Fortune's fool! How we humans lie upon beauty like lizards upon a sun-baked rock.

Opium: that terrible truth serum. Dark secrets guarded for a lifetime can be divulged with carefree folly after a sip of the black smoke.

To wish a healthy man to die is the wish from a mind of sickness. To wish an ailing man to die is the wish of the ambitious.

No man sings as beautifully as when his song is accompanied by a woman's voice.

Visions from the gods are gifts alone for those who wander.

She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.

Our eyes will know the heavens if our lips stay for each other.

Looking back on my life, I sigh. The caprice of youth goes with the wind, I've no regrets.

To wander is to be alive.

Womankind always seems to be able to see a dozen steps into the future, far ahead of what men are able to see. And they have strength where we do not.

I care not that this moment's lot was thin and sparsely dealt; all pleasures sweet can be forgot the instant they are felt.

I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side.

Wine gives one 'ideas,' whereas champagne gives one 'strategies.

A girl without braids is like a city without bridges.

We were hooked when we woke.
We had arms for each other.
But I yearned to resume
My dreams of another.

Was I deranged? Maybe. Yet, is it not derangement that guides us to seek out those we want to love in this world?

In life, more than in anything else, it isn't easy to end up alive.

Women are extraordinary creatures!

She wakes in a puddle of sunlight.
Her hands asleep beside her.
Her hair draped on the lawn
like a mantle of cloth.

Wanderess, Wanderess,
weave us a story of seduction and ruse.
Heroic be the Wanderess,
the world be her muse.

All that I desire in life are three ...
A wilderness: A beach on the sun-drenched sea,
A puff of opium,
And thee.

All forms of madness, bizarre habits, awkwardness in society, general clumsiness, are justified in the person who creates good art.

The moment her hymen was plucked from her body in the wilderness,
Her soul was taken from sanity.

I saw this moment as attached by threads to eternity and woven between all the other braided moments of my past and my future.

A writer needs to ingest love to be passionate. Passion is a metabolite of love, and good writing is an active metabolite of passion.

Just as a painter paints,
and a ponderer ponders,
a writer writes,
and a wanderer wanders.

He was no god, he was just an artist; and when an artist is a man, he needs a woman to create like a god.

She was a free bird: queen of the world and laughing.

I fear it is my lot, to bide my days in hunchbacked thought, to find what I forgot.

The lot of the bride
to be wed before bed
desired until rotten.
The lot of the author
to be read before bed
admired then forgotten.

I regained my soul through literature after those times I'd lost it to wild-eyed gypsy girls on the European streets.

Spanish rain,
A maiden's dress,
Apothecary pills
And ancient thrills;
Melancholy kills
A girl's caress.

From all that I saw, and everywhere I wandered, I learned that time cannot be spent. It can only be squandered.

You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination.

Be there a picnic for the devil,
an orgy for the satyr,
and a wedding for the bride.

Although I love elegant parties, dancing and dining and spending the night with a sweet woman in my arms, my life belongs to literature.

A girl without braids is like a mountain without waterfalls.

May a man live well-enough and long-enough, to leave many joyful widows behind him.

The birthing wolf,
Her heart fed with tenderness,
Gave forth from ripe brown nipples,
Food to feed the universe.

There was no world, no land, no god or heaven or earth outside of their two bodies naked and trembling in the act of love.

We all die in the middle of something.

Analogies are like lies.

If you love my work, you are a good critic. If you do not love my work, you are a 'not good' critic.

Yes, in a woman, looks are the most important thing... But it's not how she looks 'to' us, so much as 'how she looks at' us.

All that I ask out of life is that it be constant and unending euphoria. And so, I make love and I write.

The youthful body untouched decays the fastest, for no living hands record its splendor; and here youth and time are wasted.