I don't trust Catholics," I said, "because they take advantage of you." "And Protestants?" he asked with a laugh. "I loathe the way they fumble around with their consciences." "And atheists?" He was still laughing. "They bore me because all they ever talk about is God.

Strangely enough I like the kind to which I belong: people.

I don't trust Catholics," I said, "because they take advantage of you." "And Protestants?" he asked with a laugh. "I loathe the way they fumble around with their consciences." "And atheists?" He was still laughing. "They bore me because all they ever talk about is God.

Oh, that ludicrous virile earnestness!

I am a clown...and I collect moments.

If the dead could speak there would be no more war.

An artist is like a woman who can do nothing but love, and who succumbs to every stray male jackass.