Henry Miller
Henry Miller
Henry Valentine Millerwas an American writer. He was known for breaking with existing literary forms, developing a new sort of semi-autobiographical novel that blended character study, social criticism, philosophical reflection, explicit language, sex, surrealist free association and mysticism. His most characteristic works of this kind are Tropic of Cancer, Black Spring, Tropic of Capricornand The Rosy Crucifixion trilogy, all of which are based on his experiences in New York and Paris, and all of which were banned in the United...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAutobiographer
Date of Birth26 December 1891
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
What distinguishes the majority of men from the few is their ability to act according to their beliefs.
Even if it doesn't work, there is something healthy and invigorating about direct action
In the beginning was the Word. Man acts it out. He is the act, not the actor.
I have made a silent compact with myself not to change a line of what I write. I am not interested in perfecting my thoughts, nor my actions.
Any genuine philosophy leads to action and from action back again to wonder, to the enduring fact of mystery.
All growth is a leap in the dark, a spontaneous, unpremeditated act without benefit of experience.
There has been a lot of acquisition interest in Polaroid, ... There is no reason to believe that the filing of Chapter 11 would deter these potential purchasers or investors from proceeding. Indeed, it is often the case that Chapter 11 enhances the prospect for sale.
If I am against the condition of the world, it is not because I am a moralist - it is because I want to laugh more.
The world is not to be put in order; the world is order, incarnate. It is for us to harmonize with this order.
The only thing we never get enough of is love; and the only thing we never give enough of is love.
Big Sur is the California that men dreamed of years ago, this is the Pacific that Balboa looked at from the Peak of Darien, this is the face of the earth as the Creator intended it to look
Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heart-ache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty.
When shit becomes valuable, the poor will be born without assholes.
The prisoner is not the one who has committed a crime, but the one who clings to his crime and lives it over and over.