The Laughing Heartyour life is your lifedon’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.be on the watch.there are ways out.there is a light somewhere.it may not be much light butit beats the darkness.be on the...

unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don’t do it

Why can’t you be decent to people?” she asked. “Fear,” I said.

agony sometimes changes formbut it never ceases foranybody.

it is so dark now with the sadness ofpeoplethey were tricked, they were taught to expect theultimate when nothing ispromisednow young girls weep alone in small roomsold men angrily swing their canes atvisions asladies comb...

Ricorderò la tua piccola stanza, la sensazione di te, la luce nella finestra, i tuoi dischi, i tuoi libri, il nostro caffè al mattino, i nostri pomeriggi, le nostre notti, i nostri corpi attaccati, il...

I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again.

it doesn’t matter if Prince Charles falls off his horseor that the hummingbird is so seldomseenor that we are too senseless to goinsane.coffee. give us more of that NOTHINGcoffee.

There’s too much coldness in the world,” I told her. “If people would only talk things out together it would help.

I went over to see Marina two or three or four times a week. I knew as long as I could see the girl I would be all right…. Soon after, I got a letter...

Nothing was ever in tune. People just blindly grabbed at whatever there was: communism, health foods, zen, surfing, ballet, hypnotism, group encounters, orgies, biking, herbs, Catholicism, weight-lifting, travel, withdrawal, vegetarianism, India, painting, writing, sculpting, composing,...

When I was young I was depressed all the time. But suicide no longer seemed a possibility in my life. At my age there was very little left to kill. It was good to be...

since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light

I have one problem, I don’t hate people. They disgust me and I want to get away from them. I do not have hatred. I have an escape mechanism.

now it’s computers and more computersand soon everybody will have one,3-year-olds will have computersand everybody will know everythingabout everybody elselong before they meet them.nobody will want to meet anybodyelse ever againand everybody will bea recluselike...

there’s no clarity.there was never meant to be clarity.

sleeping in the rain helps me forget things like I am going todie and you are going to die and the cats are going to diebut it’s still good to stretch out and know you...

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the averagehuman being to supply any given army on any given dayand the best at murder are those who preach against itand the best at hate are...

I drive around the streetsan inch away from weeping,ashamed of my sentimentality andpossible love.

when we were kidslaying around the lawnon ourbellieswe often talkedabouthowwe’d like todieandwe allagreed on thesamething;we’d alllike to diefucking(althoughnone of ushaddone anyfucking)and nowthatwe are hardlykidsany longerwe think moreabouthownot todieandalthoughwe’rereadymost ofuswouldprefer todo italoneunder thesheetsnowthatmost ofushave fuckedour livesaway.

we must bringour own lightto thedarkness.

Generally, I decided, it was better to wait, if you had any feeling for the individual. If you hated her right off, it was better to fuck her right off; if you didn’t, it was...

The good times were over. Nobody gave a shit and nobody had any money and if they had any, they kept it.

Whether I was a genius or not did not so much concern me as the fact that I simply did not want a part of anything. The animal-drive and energy of my fellow man amazed...

Yeah? Well, if there’s anything worse than a whore it’s a bore.

The street to my left was backed up with traffic and I watched the people waiting patiently in the cars. There was almost always a man and a women, staring straight ahead, not talking. It...

the pleasures of the damnedare limited to brief momentsof happiness:like eyes in the look of a dog,like a square of wax,like a fire taking city hall,the county,the continent,like fire taking the hairof maidens and monsters;and...

Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world...

I wish to weepbut sorrow isstupid.I wish to believebut belief is agraveyard.

Writing is something that you don’t know how to do. You sit down and it’s something that happens, or it may not happen. So, how can you teach anybody how to write? It’s beyond me,...

My objection to war was not that I had to kill somebody or be killed senselessly, that hardly mattered. What I objected to was to be denied the right to sit in a small room...

the tired sunsets and the tired people – it takes a lifetime to die and no time at all.

Life wore a man out, wore a man thin.Tomorrow would be a better day.

tu figlio di puttana, disse lei, sto cercando di costruire una relazione che abbia senso.non puoi costruirla con un martello, disse lui

I canalmost understandwhypeopleleapfrombridges.

Do you hate people?I don’t hate them…I just feel better when they’re not around.

for meobedience to another is the decay of self.for though every being is similareach being is differentand to herd our differencesunder one lawdegrades each self.

there’s a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I’m too clever, I only let him outat night sometimeswhen everybody’s asleep.I say, I know that you’re there,so don’t besad.then I put him back,but he’s...

We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.

Basically, that’s why I wrote: to save my ass, to save my ass from the madhouse, from the streets, from myself.

hate contains truth. beauty is a facade.

as long as there arehuman beings aboutthere is never going to beany peacefor any individualupon this earth (oranywhere elsethey mightescape to).all you can dois maybe grabten lucky minuteshereor maybe an hourthere.somethingis working toward youright now,...

Once in a rare lifetime have you ever been in a roomful of people who only helped you when you looked at them, listened to them. this was one of those magic times. I knew...

sometimes it’s hard to knowwhat todo.

If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.

If you’re losing your soul and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose

Genius could be the ability to say a profound thing in a simple way, or even to say a simple thing in a simpler way.

After dinner or lunch or whatever it was — with my crazy 12-hour night I was no longer sure what was what — I said, “Look, baby, I’m sorry, but don’t you realize that this...

La mayoría de la muerte de la gente es una farsa, no queda en ellos nada que pueda morir