If you're not in the mood, you can't do that stuff right.

What I really felt like, though, was committing suicide. I felt like jumping out the window. I probably would've done it, too, if I'd been sure somebody'd cover me up as soon as I landed. I didn't want a bunch of stupid rubbernecks looking at me when I was all gory.

I ignored the flashes of lightning all around me. They either had your number on them or they didn't.

Don't hate me because I can't remember some person immediately. Especially when they look like everybody else, and talk and dress and act like everybody else.

I don't even like old cars. I'd rather have a goddam horse. A horse is at least human, for God's sake.

If you're not in the mood, you can't do that stuff right.

And I have one of those very loud, stupid laughs. I mean if I ever sat behind myself in a movie or something, I'd probably lean over and tell myself to please shut up.