Henry Miller

The only thing we never get enough of is love, and the only thing we never give enough of is love.

Every man has his own destiny: the only imperative is to follow it, to accept it no matter where it leads him.

There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world, which is crazy.

The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware.

Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything Godlike about God, it is that. He dared to imagine everything.

The man who is forever disturbed about the condition of humanity either has no problems of his own, or has refused to face them.

One's destination is never a place, but rather a new way of looking at things.

We have two American flags always: one for the rich and one for the poor. When the rich fly it means that things are under control, when the poor fly it means danger, revolution, anarchy.

Moralities, ethics, laws, customs, beliefs, doctrines - these are of trifling import. All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm.

To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth - I count that something of a miracle. 

Every man with a bellyful of the classics is an enemy to the human race.

No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.

Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.

The Teutons have been singing the swan song ever since they entered the ranks of history. They have always confounded truth with death.

The world is the mirror of myself dying.

Madness is tonic and invigorating. It makes the sane more sane. The only ones who are unable to profit by it are the insane.

All growth is a leap in the dark a spontaneous unpremeditated act without benefit of experience.

Los Angeles gives one the feeling of the future more strongly than any city I know of. A bad future too like something out of Fritz Lang's feeble imagination.

Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring.

Actors die so loud.