You can't stamp on a man's corns when he's got his feet cut off.

What smells good in the store may stink in the stewpot.

I looked at her, with her hair spilled out on the pillows and the warmth of her body warming mine. And I thought, god-dang, if this ain't a heck of a way to be in bed with a pretty woman. The two of you arguing about murder, and threatening each other, when you're supposed to be in love and you could be doing something pretty nice. And then I thought, well, maybe it ain't so strange after all. Maybe it's like this with most people, everyone doing pretty much the same thing except in a different way. And all the time they're holding heaven in their hands.

If the Good Lord made a mistake in us people it was in making us want to live when we’ve got the least excuse for it.

A weed is a plant out of place.

If we all had all we wanted to eat, we'd crap too much. We'd have inflation in the toilet paper industry.

Then he laughed and she laughed. And quivering with the movement of the train, the dead man seemed to laugh too.