So it is useless to evade reality, because it only makes it more virulent in the end. But instead, look steadfastly into… — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
Fearful as reality is, it is less fearful than evasions of reality. Look steadfastly into the slit, pinpointed malignant eyes of reality… — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
My bitterness is not an abstract substance, it is as solid as a Christmas cake; I can cut it in slices and… — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
A lot of warm vulgarity is incomparably preferable to a little bit of pinched niceness — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
The wretched Artist himself is alternatively the lowest worm that ever crawled when no fire is in him; or the loftiest God that ever… — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
When the desire is on for one particular person, nobody else will do. — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
There is nothing harder for an Artist than to retain his Artistic integrity in the tomb of success. A tomb, nevertheless, which nearly every… — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
anybody who drinks seriously is poor: so poor, poor, extra poor, me. — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
There is, happily, no limit to the faith of human nature in believing what it wants to believe. — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
[On journalists:] ... however lyingly libellous they may be: nobody can seriously hurt the reputation of a Great person. If he is hurt: he… — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
[On journalists:] They are as disruptive a menace to the public body: as grating turds in the intestines are to the private body. — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image
There is a brotherliness about a drinking person, which is coldly lacking in the straight and narrow enemies of drink; the difference between the… — Caitlin Thomas Copy Share Image