I can't hate for long. It isn't worth it.
William SaroyanI took to writing at an early age to escape from meaninglessness, uselessness, unimportance, insignificance, poverty, enslavement, ill health, despair, madness, and all manner of other unattractive, natural and inevitable things.
William SaroyanStichwörter: life
The purpose of writing is both to keep up with life and to run ahead of it. I am little comfort to myself, although I am the only comfort I have, excepting perhaps streets, clouds, the sun, the faces and voices of kids and the aged, and similar accidents of beauty, innocence, truth and loneliness.
William SaroyanWhat the hell are they all looking for? A way out. A way to the right way out. A way to leave. A way to go.
A way to have had it, to have had enough of it, to be done with it.
A decent way to give it all over to the giver of it all,
Give me something about bacteria. Give me something that won't make me feel so inferior
William SaroyanStichwörter: inferiority
I do not know what makes a writer, but it probably isn't happiness.
William SaroyanStichwörter: writers unhappiness
What a lonely and silly thing it is to be an Armenian writer in America.
William SaroyanStichwörter: writer
To Armenians, half Armenians, quarter Armenians, and one-eight Armenians.
Sixteen and thirty-second Armenians, and other winners, are likelier to be happy with a useful book
The order I found was the order of disorder
William SaroyanStichwörter: life order disorder
The idiot is indeed the good man, but only because he doesn't know any better.
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