“Well, he died. You don’t get any older than that.”

He was going to live forever, or die in the attempt.

Success and failure are both difficult to endure. Along with success come drugs, divorce, fornication, bullying, travel, meditation, medication, depression, neurosis and suicide. With failure comes failure.

When people disagreed with him he urged them to be objective.

I want to keep my dreams, even bad ones, because without them, I might have nothing all night long.

Insanity is contagious.

Never quit a job as a matter of principle. You’ll always regret it.

You know, that might be the answer – to act boastfully about something we ought to be ashamed of. That’s a trick that never seems to fail.

Let’s take a drive into the middle of nowhere with a packet of Marlboro lights and talk about our lives.

It doesn’t make a damned bit of difference who wins the war to someone who’s dead.

From men motivated by moral certitude, history teaches, no lasting good ever comes.

Rise above principal and do what’s right.

I’m not running away from my responsibilities. I’m running to them. There’s nothing negative about running away to save my life.

When I grow up I want to be a little boy.

For war there is always enough. It’s peace that’s expensive.

In the long run, failure was the only thing that worked predictably. All else was accidental.

The enemy is anybody who’s going to get you killed, no matter which side he is on.