I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories.

I could never accept life as it was, I could never gobble down all its poisons bu there were parts, tenuous magic parts open for the asking.

My part of the game is that I must live the best I can.

Too often the people complain that they have done nothing with their lives and then they wait for somebody to tell them that this isn't so.

American women drove hard bargains and the ended up looking the worst for it. The few natural American women left were mostly in Texas and Louisiana.

Meanwhile the 3 a.m. drunks of the world would lay in their beds, trying in vain to sleep, and deserving that rest, if they could find it.

We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.