Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.

Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.

Each of us makes his own weather, determines the color of the skies in the emotional universe which he inhabits.

Each of us makes his own weather, determines the color of the skies in the emotional universe which he inhabits.

There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.

There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.

If you would have me weep, you must first of all feel grief yourself.

If you would have me weep, you must first of all feel grief yourself.

Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? He thinks I don't know the ten-dollar words. read more

Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? He thinks I don't know the ten-dollar words. I know them all right. But there are older and simpler and better words, and those are the ones I use.

The emotions aren't always immediately subject to reason, but they are always immediately subject to action

The emotions aren't always immediately subject to reason, but they are always immediately subject to action

Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I'm an uncaring asshole and proud of it.

Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I'm an uncaring asshole and proud of it.

I venture to suggest that patriotism is not a short and frenzied outburst of emotion but the tranquil and steady read more

I venture to suggest that patriotism is not a short and frenzied outburst of emotion but the tranquil and steady dedication of a lifetime.

Feelings are not supposed to be logical. Dangerous is the man who has rationalized his emotions.

Feelings are not supposed to be logical. Dangerous is the man who has rationalized his emotions.