The author of an atrocious undertaking ought to imagine that he has already accomplished it, ought to impose upon himself a future as irrevocable as the past.

Human beings didn’t evolve brains in order to lie around on lakes. Killing’s the first thing we learned.

You need to make relationships to help you.

The truly great writer does not want to write: he wants the world to be a place in which he can life the life of the imagination. The first quivering word he puts to paper is the word of the wounded angel: pain.

Written By Henry Miller

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