I’m not going to bed after all. Somebody around here hath murdered sleep. Good for him.

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

If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late? Nobody.

I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody. I'm sick of myself and everybody else that wants to make some kind of a splash.

Seymour once said that all we do our whole lives is go from one little piece of Holy Ground to the next.

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

An artist's only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else's.