“I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company.”
More from Henry Miller
“We do not talk—we bludgeon one another with facts and theories gleaned from cursory…”
“Give me a few days of peace in your arms—I need it terribly. I’m ragged, worn, exhausted.…”
“To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth — I count that…”
“Now people are books to me. I read them from cover to cover and toss them aside. I devour…”