Every writer at the New Yorker is smarter than me.

My love ,she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence. She doesn't have to say she's faithful, yet she's true.

When you think that you lost everything you find out you can always lose a little more.

Rod's a great singer. He's got a great voice, but there's no point to put a 30-piece orchestra behind him. I'm not going to knock anybody's right to make a living but you can always tell if somebody's heart and soul is into something, and I didn't think Rod was into it in that way.

They asked me for some collateral and I pulled down my pants.

You walk into the room like a camel and then put your eyes in your pockets and your nose on the ground.

Good and bad, I define these terms, quite clear, no doubt, somehow.