That's the whole trouble. When you're feeling very depressed, you can't even think.

There isn’t a nightclub in the world that you can sit in for a long time unless you can at least buy some liquor and get drunk. Or unless you’re with some girl that really knocks you out.

You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were.

I'm the most terrific liar you ever saw in your life.

Hell is the suffering of being unable to love.

Let's just try to have a marvelous time this weekend. I mean not try to analyze everything to death for once, if possible. Especially me. I love you.

It's so silly. All you do is get the heck out of your body when you die. My gosh, everybody's done it thousands of times. Just because they don't remember, it doesn't mean they haven't done it.