The more expensive a school is, the more crooks it has — I'm not kidding.

For a psychoanalyst to be any good... he'd have to believe that it was through the grace of God that he'd been inspired to study psychoanalysis in the first place.

I don't even know what I was running for—I guess I just felt like it.

I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.

She wrote to him fairly regularly, from a paradise of triple exclamation points and inaccurate observations.

I'd swear to God, if I were a piano player or an actor or something and all those dopes thought I was terrific, I'd hate it. I wouldn't even want them to clap for me. People always clap for the wrong things. If I were a piano player, I'd play it in the goddam closet.

His eldest sister (who modestly prefers to be identified here as a Tuckahoe homemaker) has asked me to describe him as looking like 'the blue-eyed Jewish-Irish Mohican scout who died in your arms at the roulette table at Monte Carlo.