I don t mind a reasonable amount of trouble.

It's sometimes better to pretend I don't hear the sound of somebody in the nearby woods with a shotgun.

Nora: "How do you feel?" Nick: "Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober.

I deserve all the love you can spare me. And I want a lot more than I deserve.

...What disturbed him was the discovery that in sensibly ordering his affairs he had got out of step, and not into step, with Life.

Three times I have been mistaken for a prohibition agent, but never had any trouble clearing myself.

Nick: "Don't you think maybe a drink would help you to sleep?" Nora: "No, thanks." Nick: "Maybe it would if I took one.