People who believe in politics are like people who believe in God: they are sucking wind through bent straws.

...in that drunken place you would like to hand your heart to her and say touch it but then give it back.

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day and the best at murder are those who preach against it and the best at hate are those who preach love and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

There may not be a hell, but those who judge may create one. I think people are over-taught. They are over-taught everything. You have to find out by what happens to you, how you will react. I'll have to use a strange term here... "good." I don't know where it comes from, but I feel that there's an ultimate strain of goodness born in each of us. I don't believe in God, but I believe in this "goodness" like a tube running through our bodies. It can be nurtured. It's always magic, when on a freeway packed with traffic, a stranger makes room for you to change lanes... it gives you hope.

You don't go on "probably" when love and guns are in hand.

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

i dunno," i said, "but i have an idea that people who don't think too much tend to look younger longer