We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.

If you dont [sic] say what you want, what's the sense of writing?

I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.

Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.

Aw I don't wanta go to no such thing, I just wanta drink in alleys.'... But you'll miss all that, just for some old wine.' There's wisdom in wine, goddam it!' I yelled. 'Have a shot!

I believed in a good home, in sane and sound living, in good food, good times, work, faith and hope. I have always believed in these things. It was with some amazement that I realized I was one of the few people in the world who really believed in these things without going around making a dull middle class philosophy out of it. I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.

"What do you want out of life?" I asked, and I used to ask that all the time of girls.