Djuna had wanted a life of desire and freedom, not luxury but beauty, not security but fulfillment, not perfection but a perfect moment like this one...

When you're in my arms, I know you're mine. But your feet are so swift, so swift, they carry you as lightly as wings, I never know where, too fast, too fast away from me.

You are that to me, an oasis. You drug me and at the same time you give me strength.

In this instant of danger they realized they were each other's reason for living, and into this instant they threw their whole being.

So many broken promises, each day an aborted wish, a lost object, a misplaced unread book, cluttering the room like an attic with discarded possessions.

And it is that which draws me to you, too, for you are the tropics, you have the sun in you, and the softness and the clarity...

His entire body was pleading for reassurance, and if her whole love was not enough what else could she give him to cure his doubt?

The potion drunk by lovers is prepared by no one but themselves. The potion is the sum of one's whole existence.

Her presence had awakened in him a man suddenly whipped by his earlier ideals, whose lost manhood wanted to assert itself in action.

No moment of charm without long roots in the past, no moment of charm is born on bare soil, a careless accident of beauty, but is the sum of great sorrows, growths, and efforts.

But love, the great narcotic, was the hothouse in which all the selves burst into their fullest bloom...

Life is worthwhile when you walk on a path aligned to your purpose.

Let my notes, like the most sensitive seismograph, record the curve of even the most insignificant vibrations of my brain: for it is precisely such vibrations that are sometimes the forewarning of...

Fate seems to be taking me in some even stranger directions.

Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York.

Women overrate the influence of fine dress and the latest fashions upon gentlemen; and certain it is, that the very expensiveness of such attire frightens the beholder from all ideas of matrimony.

We don't have meetings unless absolutely necessary.

The sublime delight of truthful speech to one who has the great gift of uttering it, will make itself felt even through the pangs of sorrow.

It is written that adversity introduces us to ourselves.

Drinking freshly made juices and eating enough whole foods to provide adequate fiber is a sensible approach to a healthful diet.

The culture-heroes of our liberal bourgeois civilisation are ant-liberal and ant-bourgeois . . .