I still have a little whiskey left and therefore a chance.

Once in a dream I saw a snake swallowing its own tail, it swallowed and swallowed until it got halfway round, and there it stopped and there it stayed, it was stuffed with its own self. Some fix, that. We only have ourselves to go on, and it's enough.

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.

I like to change liquor stores frequently because the clerks got to know your habits if you went in night and day and bought huge quantities. I could feel them wondering why I wasn't dead yet and it made me uncomfortable. They probably weren't thinking any such thing, but then a man gets paranoid when he has 300 hangovers a year.

The courage it took to get out of bed each morning to face the same things over and over was enormous.

I am ashamed to be a member of the human race but I don't want to add any more to that shame, I want to scrape a little of it off.

I went to the bathroom and threw some water on my face, combed my hair. If I could only comb that face, I thought, but I can't.