People never think anything is anything really. I'm getting goddam sick of it.

If I'd wanted this place to fill up with every fat Irish rose that passes by, I'd've said so.

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.

Her joke of a name aside, her general unprettiness aside, she was, in terms of permanently memorable, immoderately perceptive, small-area faces, a stunning and final girl.

Mothers are all slightly insane.

I've never seen such a bunch of apple-eaters.

It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.