One thing I have learned in my painful career as a gambler is that bragging when you get lucky and win a few games will plunge you into gloom and unacceptable beatings very soon. It happens every time.

I am not a yachting person, by nature, but I have just enough experience on the sea under sail to feel a certain nostalgia for it when I see a big white racing yacht heeled over at cruising speed on the ocean, and I can still tie a mean bowline knot on just about anything in less than 10 seconds.

I wanted to take off all my clothes and never wear them again.

I’m a word freak. I like words. I’ve always compared writing to music. That’s the way I feel about good paragraphs. When it really works, it’s like music.

Like most of the others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser.

Richard Nixon was a criminally insane Monster - Bill Clinton is a black-hearted Swine of a friend.

Going to trial with a lawyer who considers your whole life-style a Crime in Progress is not a happy prospect.