Life Is A Goddam Mess...but You Wouldn't

The Best Talk Is Artless, The Talk Of People Trying To Reassure Or Comfort Themselves, Women In The Sun, Grouped Around Baby Carriages, Talking About Their Weeks In The Hospital Or The Way Meat Has Gone Up, Or Men In Saloons, Talking To Combat The Loneliness Everyone Feels.

...you Can Hate A Place With All Your Heart And Soul And Still Be Homesick For It.

He Had A Habit Of Remarking To Bartenders That He Didn't See Any Sense In Mixing Whiskey With Water Since The Whiskey Was Already Wet.

I Have A Great Deal Of Experience In Justifying Myself To Myself.

When I Get Through Tearing A Lobster Apart, Or One Of Those Tender West Coast Octopuses, I Feel Like I Had A Drink From The Fountain Of Youth.