Life is a game, boy. Life is a game that one plays according to the rules.

Oh, I don’t know. That digression business got on my nerves. I don’t know. The trouble with me is, I like it when somebody digresses. It’s more interesting and all.

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.

I wouldn't exactly describe her as strictly beautiful. She knocked me out, though.

Don't you think I have sense enough to worry about my motives for saying the prayer? That's exactly what's bothering me so. Just because I'm choosy about what I want - in this case, enlightenment or peace, instead or money or prestige or game or any of those things, doesn't mean I'm not as egotistical and self-seeking as everybody else. If anything, I'm more so!

I don't even like old cars. I'd rather have a goddam horse. A horse is at least human, for God's sake.

The goddam movies. They can ruin you. I'm not kidding