Tag Archives: Henry Miller
TWO HENRY’S WISE
These quotes are in dedication to the questing spirit of my young brother, Henry, who gave me the small leather journal in which I scribe, day and day again. He gives me courage (literally, he hands it to me) to go on.
“Yet now and then, even today, a unique individual does break away, breaks free [...]
I LOVE BIG SUR
A few things.
A (hopefully great) film about a great writer and a great place:
A picture taken by a lovely lovely lovely woman I have just met, named Valerie Dray. She is a French photographer based in New York and we spent a great day talking about love, falling into and out of it, drinking beautiful [...]
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SEX AND LOVE AND RED JUICE
Crack open my heavy head with the heart like an egg in it. All the love starved hopes of a hate drained nation. We are so elemental in our longings for each other. I miss the pain, the rain, the intestinal inspiration of having the people I loved love back… when I would find them [...]
VICTORIOUS:
Au Bibliotheque du Henri Miller
“What literature needs most to tell and investigate today are humanity’s basic fears: the fear of being left outside, and the fear of counting for nothing, and the feelings of worthlessness that come with such fears; the collective humiliations, vulnerabilities, slights, grievances, sensitivities and imagined insults.”
From ‘Life, Words’ in [...]
WORDS, WHO NEEDS THEM
And so now I present you with Henry’s discussion of writing and acting. I find it quite interesting, and I hope you will too. All the life’s a stage, and I am writing its frenetic scenes, I have realised. Line after line, word after word. I often just wish I could say: _____________ and you [...]
Ummingbirds
I would like to involve Henry Miller in this B.L.O.Gash. I think he would enjoy being here to talk to you people, and not only me.
At the moment we are talking about stilled hummingbirds. At this second I am reminded of the lovely Daniel Auber’s image of an upside down hummingbird flying through the desert [...]
“THE LAST WORD WILL NEVER BE SAID”