My whole wretched life swam before my weary eyes, and I realized no matter what you do it's bound to be a waste of time in the end so you might as well go mad.

Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.

...do you think God made the world to amuse himself because he was bored? Because if so he would have to be mean.

I petted the dogs who didn't argue with me ever. All dogs love God. They're wiser than their masters.

I loved the way she said 'LA'; I love the way everybody says 'LA' on the Coast; it's their one and only golden town when all is said and done.

...notice how he will come to manhood with his own particular soul bespeaking itself through the windows which are his eyes, and such lovely eyes surely do prophesy and indicate the loveliest of souls.

The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.