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So what’s the use of repentance, and what do you care for goodness, and what if you should die in a quake, so who the hell cares? So I walked downtown, so these were the high buildings, so let the earthquake come, let it bury me and my sins, so who the hell cares? No good to God or man, die one way or another, a quake or a hanging, it didn’t matter why or when or how.
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Literary criticism is generally bunk. Nonsense. Usually based on self-serving post-intellectual bullshit.
Arturo Bandini: -What does happiness mean to you Camilla? Camilla: -That you can fall in love with whoever you want to, and not feel ashamed of it.
Ah, Evelyn and Vivian, I love you both, I love you for your sad lives, the empty misery of your coming home at dawn. You too are alone, but you are not like Arturo Bandini, who is neither fish, fowl nor good red herring. So have your champagne, because I love you both, and you too, Vivian, even if your mouth looks like it had been dug out with raw fingernails and your old child's eyes swim in blood written like mad sonnets.
Well, this is good for me, this is experience, I am here for a reason, these moments run into pages, the seamy side of life.
You are nobody, and I might have been somebody, and the road to each of us is love.
When stuck, hit the road.
Ask the dust on the road! Ask the Joshua trees standing alone where the Mojave begins. Ask them about Camilla Lopez, and they will whisper her name.
Almighty God, I am sorry I am now an atheist, but have You read Nietzsche?
If there is work there is warmth, that when a man has freedom of movement it is enough, for then his blood is hot too
I felt his hot tears and the loneliness of man and the sweetness of all men and the aching haunting beauty of the living
