Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday.

A man can live on his wits and his balls for only so long.

Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives... and to the "good life", whatever it is and wherever it happens to be.

There is no story unless you've written it.

Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop.

There is no such thing as paranoia. Your worst fears can come true at any moment.

With the possible exception of things like box scores, race results, and stock market tabulations, there is no such thing as Objective Journalism. The phrase itself is a pompous contradiction in terms.