“What I want is to open up. I want to know what’s inside me. I want everybody to open up. I’m like an imbecile with a can opener in his hand, wondering where to begin — to open up the earth. I know that underneath the mess everything is marvelous. I’m sure of it.”
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…”