When into the womb of time everything is again withdrawn chaos will be restored and chaos is the score upon which reality is written.

Henry Miller
Profession: Author
Nationality: American
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I had to learn, as Balzac did, that one must write volumes before signing ones own name.
I believe everything you tell me, but I know that it will all turn out differently.
He wakes up utterly bored and discomfited, chagrined to think that he did not die overnight.
What holds the world together, as I have learned from bitter experience, is sexual intercourse.
Their confusion nourishes me, their stuttering is like divine music to my ears.
Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.
I even like your deceit, your treachery. It seems aristocratic to me.