I know a girl who just looks at her face in the medicine cabinet mirror and never looks below her shoulders, and she's four or five hundred pounds but she doesn't see all that, she just sees a beautiful face and therefore she thinks she's a beauty. And therefore, I think she's a beauty, too, because I usually accept people on the basis of their self-images, because their self-images have more to do with the way they think than their objective-images do.

I broke something and realized I should break something once a week to remind me how fragile life is.

During the 1960s, I think, people forgot what emotions were supposed to be. And I don't think they've ever remembered.

The girls in California were probably prettier in a standard sense than the New York girls--blonder and in better health, I guess; but I still preferred the way the girls in New York looked--stranger and more neurotic (a girl always looked more beautiful and fragile when she was about to have a nervous breakdown).

Look poor, think rich.

My idea of a good picture is one that's in focus and of a famous person.

What we're all looking for is someone who doesn't live there, just pays for it.