Thomas Wolfe

Life isn't boring, people are small and let life escape them.

His enemy was time. Or perhaps it was his friend. One never knows for sure.

A young man is so strong, so mad, so certain, and so lost. He has everything and he is able to use nothing.  

 

They belonged to that futile, desolate, and forsaken horde who felt that all will be well with their lives, that all the power they lack themselves will be supplied, and all the anguish, fury, and unrest, the confusion and the dark damnation of man's soul can magically be healed if only they eat bran for breakfast.

America - it is a fabulous country, the only fabulous country; it is the only place where miracles not only happen, but where they happen all the time.

Culture is the arts elevated to a set of beliefs.

Death the last voyage, the longest, and the best.

To a future world,— inhabited, no doubt, by a less acute and understanding race of men,— all this may seem a trifle strange. If so, that will be because the world of the future will have forgotten what it was like to live in 1929.

If a man has talent and can't use it, he's failed. If he uses only half of it, he has partly failed. If he uses the whole of it, he has succeeded, and won a satisfaction and triumph few men ever know.

In Sleep we lie all naked and alone, in Sleep we are united at the heart of night and darkness, and we are strange and beautiful asleep; for we are dying the darkness and we know no death.

Is this not the true romantic feeling; not to desire to escape life, but to prevent life from escaping you.

Loneliness is and always has been the central and inevitable experience of every man.