Sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind but falling in love and not getting arrested.

We must have football. What would this country be without football in October?

I miss Nixon. Compared to these Nazis we have in the White House now, Richard Nixon was a flaming liberal.

There was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning.

It was like falling down an elevator shaft and landing in a pool full of mermaids.

If you have half a story and you don't know the rest, you use what you have to pry the rest out of someone.

A little bit of this town goes a very long way.