There are two kinds of stories, the ones you live and the ones you make up. And nobody knows the difference, and I don't ever tell which is which.

Before you quit, you have to try

And the ones who would not make war? Can they stop it?

The first and final thing you have to do in this world is to last it and not be smashed by it.

Sometimes you know the story. Sometimes you make it up as you go along and have no idea how it will come out.

I would take anything I love and throw it off the highest cliff you ever saw and not wait to hear it bounce.

There are only two places in the world where we can live happy: at home and in Paris.