Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.

No one can tell you what your life is goin to be, can they? No. It's never like what you expected. Quijada nodded. If people knew the story of their lives how many would then elect to live them?

There is no later. This is later.

What would you do if I died? If you died I would want to die too. So you could be with me? Yes. So I could be with you. Okay.

My perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That's heaven. That's gold, and anything else is just a waste of time.

Hell ain't half full.

One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you.