Every other day there&#39;s something - I&#39;m dealing drugs, I&#39;m starving people. I have never done a drug in my life.

Someone who hasn't read a novel doesn't really know what it's about, William.

They would congratulate themselves every morning on keeping their integrity, and blame themselves each night for that missed opportunity.

I had to grow foul with knowledge, realize the futility of everything; smash everything, grow desperate, then humble, then sponge myself off the slate, as it were, in order to recover my authenticity. I had to arrive at the brink and then take a leap in the dark.

Written By Henry Miller

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