In New York you've got to have all the luck.

You've got to know when to let a woman go if you want to keep her,and if you don't want to keep her you let her go anyhow so it's always a process of letting go, one way or the other.

I don't remember going to bed, but in the morning, there I was.

There would never be a way for me to live comfortably with people. Maybe I'd become a monk. I'd pretend to believe in God and live in a cubicle, play an organ and stay drunk on wine.

Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.

"Baby," I said. "I'm a genius but nobody knows it but me."

It didn't pay to trust another human being. Humans didn't have it, whatever it took.