The hangover was brutal but he didn't mind. It told him he had been somewhere else, someplace good.

I do not like to work and have no trade but i do like to eat, so this is basic, the basic training of slaves to fear.

Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.

you are yesterday's bouquet so sadly raided

they thought I had guts they were wrong I was only frightened of more important things

That was all a man needed: hope. It was lack of hope that discouraged a man.

That moment - to this ... may be years in the way they measure, but it's only one sentence back in my mind - there are so many days when living stops and pulls up and sits and waits like a train on the rails. I pass the hotel at 8 and at 5; there are cats in the alleys and bottles and bums, and I look up at the window and think, I no longer know where you are, and I walk on and wonder where the living goes when it stops.