Some game. If you get on the side where all the hot-shots are, then it's a game, all right - I'll admit that. But if you get on the other side, where there aren't any hot-shots, then what's a game about it? Nothing. No game.

I’ll read my books and I’ll drink coffee and I’ll listen to music, and I’ll bolt the door.

I suspect that money is a far greater distraction for the artist than hunger.

How long should a man's legs be? Long enough to touch the ground.

A confessional passage has probably never been written that didn't stink a little bit of the writer's pride in having given up his pride.

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.

You’d better get busy, though, buddy. The goddam sands run out on you every time You turn around. I know what I’m talking about. You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze In this goddam phenomenal world.