“Please God, please Knut Hamsun, don't desert me now. I started to write and I wrote: The time has come," the Walrus said,To talk of many things:Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax — Of cabbages — and kings —”

“The time has come," the walrus said, "to talk of many things: Of shoes and ships - and sealing wax - of cabbages and kings”

“The time has comeThe walrus saidTo talk of many things:Of shoes- and ships-And sealing wax-Of cabbages and kings-And why the sae is boiling hot-And whether pigs have wings.”

“Ole Golly: The time has come, the walrus said... Harriet M. Welsch: To talk of many things... Ole Golly: Of shoes and ships and ceiling wax... Harriet M. Welsch: Of cabbages and kings... Ole Golly: And why the sea is boiling hot... Harriet M. Welsch: And whether pigs have wings!”

“Almighty God, I am sorry I am now an atheist, but have You read Nietzsche?”

“I have wanted women whose very shoes are worth all I have ever possessed.”

“All that was good in me thrilled in my heart at that moment, all that I hoped for in the profound, obscure meaning of my existence. Here was the endlessly mute placidity of nature, indifferent to the great city; here was the desert beneath these streets, around these streets, waiting for the city to die, to cover it with timeless sand once more. There came over me a terrifying sense of understanding about the meaning and the pathetic destiny of men. The desert was always there, a patient white animal, waiting for men to die, for civilizations to flicker and pass into the darkness. Then men seemed brave to me, and I was proud to be numbered among them. All the evil of the world seemed not evil at all, but inevitable and good and part of that endless struggle to keep the desert down.”