Art is only a means to life, to the life more abundant. It is not in itself the life more abundant. It merely points the way, something which is overlooked not only by the public, but very often by the… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
Art is only a means to life, the life more abundant. It merely points the way. — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
“I reached out for something to attach myself to—and I found nothing. But in reaching out, in the effort to grasp, to attach myself,… — Henry Miller Copy Share
“I saw the errors I had made and assumed full responsibility for everything.” — Henry Miller Copy Share
The monstrous thing is not that men have created roses out of this dung heap, but that, for some reason or other, they should… — Henry Miller Copy Share
“(...)I decided to let myself drift with the tide, to make not the least resistance to fate, no matter in what form it presented… — Henry Miller Copy Share
“If it be knowledge or wisdom one is seeking, then one had better go direct to the source. And the source is not the… — Henry Miller Copy Share
“In the egocentric prism the helpless victim is walled in by the very light which he refracts. The ego dies in its own glass… — Henry Miller Copy Share
“When one spends what he has on himself, when one has a thoroughly good time with his own money, people are apt to say… — Henry Miller Copy Share
She may be lying in bed reading a book, she may be making love with a prize fighter, or she may be running like… — Henry Miller Copy Share
“And no one sets about saving the world unless he has first experienced the miracle of personal salvation.” — Henry Miller Copy Share
“He looks about the room at the few sticks of furniture, at the dirty bed sheets and the wash basin with the dirty water… — Henry Miller Copy Share
“Since then, of course, I have discovered what every madman in Paris discovers sooner of later; that there are no ready made infernos for… — Henry Miller Copy Share
“Looking back upon my career, I see myself as a person capable of undertaking almost any task, any vocation. It was the monotony and… — Henry Miller Copy Share
