Fay was all right with the pregnancy. For an old gal, she was all right. We waited around at our place. Finally the time came. “It won’t be long,” she said. “I don’t want to get there t...

the sun slides down through the sh… have a pair of black shoes and a p… brown shoes. can hardly remember the girls of m… there is numb blood pulsing throug…

Then there were only 6 or 7 of us.… “How you doing on your scheme, Ch… “No trouble at all,” I said. “O.… “Yes, Woodburn.” “Listen, I don’t like to be bothe…

it is justified all dying is justified all killing all death all passing, nothing is in vain

old grey-haired waitresses in cafes at night have given it up, and as I walk down sidewalks of light and look into windows

So gramps wrote Joyce a big check and there we were. We rented a little house up on a hill, and then Joyce got this stupid moralistic thing. “We both ought to get jobs,” Joyce said, “to...

no way back to Barcelona. the green soldiers have invaded th… madmen rule Spain and during a heat wave in 1952 I b… no way back to the Rock of Gibral…

the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray

one of Lorca’s best lines is, “agony, always agony ...” think of this when you

half drunk I left her place her warm blankets and I was hungover didn’t even know what town

I laugh sometimes when I think ab… say Céline at a typewriter or Dostoevsky... or Hamsun...

Her father really hated me. He thought I was after his money. I didn’t want his god damned money. And I didn’t even want his god damned precious daughter. The only time I ever saw him w...

was much easier to be a genius in… only 3 or 4 literary magazines and… or 5 times you could end up in Ger… you could possibly meet Picasso fo… maybe only Miró.