I Am A Dolt Of A Man,

Most Of The World Was Mad. And The Part That Wasn't Mad Was Angry. And The Part That Wasn't Mad Or Angry Was Just Stupid. I Had No Chance. I Had No Choice. Just Hang On And Wait For The End. It Was Hard Work. It Was The Hardest Work Imaginable.

Bad Writing's Like Bad Women: There's Just Not Much You Can Do About It

Each Person Is Only Given So Many Evenings And Each Wasted Evening Is A Gross Violation Against The Natural Course Of Your Only Life.

In New York You've Got To Have All The Luck.

If You Are Going To Try, Go All The Way Or Don't Even Start. If You Follow It You Will Be Alive With The Gods. It Is The Only Good Fight There Is.