If I bet on humanity, I'd never cash a ticket.

I went home each night dizzy and sick. He was murdering me with the sound of his voice.

I sit here drunk now. I am a series of small victories and large defeats and I am as amazed as any other that I have gotten from there to here without committing murder or being murdered; without having ended up in the madhouse. as I drink alone again tonight my soul despite all the past agony thanks all the gods who were not there for me then.

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

I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.

Writers are nothing but beggars with a good line.

People were interesting at first. Then later, slowly but surely, all the flaws and madness would manifest themselves. I would become less and less to them; they would mean less and less to me.