We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.

You won't do our things with another girl, or say the same things, will you?

No well-run yacht basin in Southern waters is complete without at least two sun-burned, salt bleached-headed Esthonians who are waiting for a check from their last article. When it comes they will set sail to another yacht basin and write another saga.

I kept this to remind me of you trying to brush away the Villa Rossa from your teeth in the morning, swearing and eating aspirin and cursing harlots. Every time I see that glass I think of you trying to clean your conscience with a toothbrush.

Scott Fitzgerald was mortally afraid of lightning.

I do not need to get used to your silence. I already know it. I quite possibly love all of it.

Creation's probably overrated. After all, God made the world in only six days and rested on the seventh.