David Milch

I've never been on any road that I didn't find interesting.

Raymond Carver

I made a wasteland of everything I touched.

Peter Everwine

Love is the ground note; we cannot do
without it or the sorrow of its changes.

Albert Camus

A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

Stanley Kunitz

What other morality has the artist but to endure? The only ones who survive, I think, beyond the equally destructive temptations of self-praise and self-pity, are those whose discontent is with themselves. The fiercest hearts are in love with a wild perfection.

Cormac McCarthy

All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain.

Graham Greene

One has no talent. I have no talent. It's just a question of working, of being willing to put in the time.

Edmund Burke

All that is necessary for evil to succeed is for good men to do nothing.

Sophocles

It is the dead
Not the living who make the longest demands
We die forever

Kurt Vonnegut

There's only one rule that I know of, babies—God damn it, you've got to be kind.

Paul Valéry

Sometimes something wants to be said, sometimes a way of saying wants to be used.

Clive James

A man looking for oblivion should be allowed to have it.

Jim Harrison

What cannot be said will get wept.

Thomas Hardy

Life may be sad past saying...

Sonny Sharrock

I've been trying to find a way for the terror and the beauty to live together in one song. I know it's possible.

Dante Alighieri

In the middle of the journey of our life
I found myself in a dark wood,
For I had lost the right path.

John Blair, "Cicada"

Yes, the first knowledge that counts is that everything stops.

Philip Larkin

An only life can take so long to climb
Clear of its wrong beginnings, and may never

W.H. Auden

About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters; how well, they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;

Jorge Luis Borges

I have always imagined that paradise will be a kind of library.