“Always, always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.”

It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.

You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were.

I’m up to my ears in unwritten words.

I hate actors. They never act like people. They just think they do.

I mean they don’t seem able to love us just the way we are. They don’t seem able to love us unless they can keep changing us a little bit. They love their reasons for loving us almost as much as they love us, and most of the time more.

We are, all four of us, blood relatives, and we speak a kind of esoteric, family language, a sort of semantic geometry in which the shortest distance between any two points is a fullish circle.

How long should a man’s legs be? Long enough to touch the ground.

The fact is always obvious much too late, but the most singular difference between happiness and joy is that happiness is a solid and joy a liquid.

I’m one of the little foxes that spoil the grapes.

I’m quite illiterate, but I read a lot.

I just hope that one day – preferably when we’re both blind drunk – we can talk about it.

An artist’s only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else’s.

Sentimentality is loving something more than God does.

People always clap for the wrong reasons.

I love to write and I assure you I write regularly. But I write for myself, for my own pleasure. And I want to be left alone to do it.

Its really hard to be roommates with people if your suitcases are much better than theirs.

Our ultimate freedom is the right and power to decide how anybody or anything outside ourselves will affect us.

Instead of calling everybody names, start being more understanding.

Mind is never a problem. Mindset is.

Don’t call a girl a flirt, she’s just trying to be nice. Don’t call a girl obsessed when she’s just in love.

Never say you cannot afford something. That is a poor man’s attitude. Ask HOW to afford it.

But trying to be genuine was harder than it seemed.

Nobody who’s really using his ego, his real ego, has any time for any goddam hobbies.

I say what I think and I think what I say.