“My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.”
“I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn’t know who I was – I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.”
It might sound strange, but I love this feeling.
“I was surprised, as always, how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.”
Big surprise I love this feeling too.
“It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now — girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and I accept lostness forever.”
“Finding Nirvana is like locating silence.”
Nirvana isn’t found, it’s realized.