“Early on, if I was alone two-three nights in a row, I’d start writing poems about suicide.”

The average celebrity meets, in one year, ten times the amount of people that the average person meets in his entire life.

My motto is more good times.

Frankly, I got into the movies because I like the movies a lot.

With my sunglasses on, I’m Jack Nicholson. Without them, I’m fat and 60.

It’s a slight stretch of the imagination but most people are alike in most ways so I’ve never had any trouble identifying with the character that I’m playing.

I don’t think many people have a very good understanding of leisure and the importance it plays in our lives.

There’s only two people in your life you should lie to… the police and your girlfriend.

A lot of people can’t remember things because they weren’t actually there to begin with – they don’t take it all in.

Well, a girlfriend once told me never to fight with anybody you don’t love.

Acting is everybody’s favorite second job.

Well, I’m not going to sit here and pretend that I haven’t been a rogue most of my life.

Played tennis for years. But you can’t improve at tennis after you’re 50. You get to be in your 40s, and suddenly you’re a doubles player.

Beer, it’s the best damn drink in the world.

Almost everybody’s happy to be a fool for love.

The minute that you’re not learning I believe you’re dead.

I’m content with the fact that I made a decent effort. That’s what I’ve always worried about: that I wouldn’t try hard enough.

Night is the other half of life, and the better half.

I dreamed about you baby. It was just the other night. Most of you were naked Ah, but some of you was light.

Blessed is the covenant of love, the covenant of mercy, useless light behind the terror, deathless song in the house of night.

My reputation as a ladies’ man was a joke that caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.

You can fly away with me tonight.

To be a poet in a destitute time means: to attend, singing, to the trace of the fugitive gods. This is why the poet in the time of the world’s night utters the holy.

Your fragrance is like a fresh morning after a night of storm & rainfall.

How should the new day arrive, if the night is withheld from it and everything is suppressed into the twilight of decisionlessness?