If time were the wicked sheriff in a horse opera, I’d pay for riding lessons and take his gun away.
Music is the best means we have of digesting time.
I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you till China and Africa meet and the river jumps over the mountain and the salmon sing in the street.
It’s frightening how easy it is to commit murder in America. Just a drink too much. I can see myself doing it. In England, one feels all the social restraints holding one back. But here, anything can happen.
After the magical act accomplished by Joyce with Ulysses, perhaps we are getting away from it.
A tremendous number of people in America work very hard at something that bores them. Even a rich man thinks he has to go down to the office everyday. Not because he likes it but because he can’t think of anything else to do.
You owe it to all of us all get on with what you’re good at.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
A poet can write about a man slaying a dragon, but not about a man pushing a button that releases a bomb.
It doesn’t seem to me that anyone has discovered much that’s new since the Iliad or the Odyssey.