Cluster together like stars! - Henry Miller

I want to get more familiar with you. I love you. I loved you when you came and sat on the bed — all that second afternoon was like warm mist — and I hear again the way you say my name — with that queer accent of yours. You arouse in me such a mixture of feelings, I don't know how to approach you. Only come to me — get closer and closer to me. It will be beautiful, I promise you.

The dreamers dream from the neck up, their bodies securely strapped to the electric chair. To imagine a new world is to live it daily, each thought, each glance, each step, each gesture killing and recreating, death always a step in advance. To spit on the past is not enough. To proclaim the future is not enough. One must act as if the past were dead and the future unrealizable. One must act as if the next step were the last, which it is. Each step forward is the last, and with it a world dies, one’s self included. We are here of the earth never to end, the past
never ceasing, the future never beginning, the present never ending. The never-never world which we hold in our hands and see and yet is not ourselves. We are that which is never
concluded, never shaped to be recognized, all there is and yet not the whole, the parts so much greater than the whole that only God the mathematician can figure it out.

Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.