If I was alone I could live so easy. I could go get a job an' work, an' no trouble.
Time is the only critic without ambition.
For the world was changing, and sweetness was gone, and virtue too. Worry had crept on a corroding world, and what was lost- good manners, ease and beauty? Ladies were not ladies anymore, and you couldn't trust a gentleman's word.
American married life is the doormat to the whorehouse.
You never oughta drink water when it ain't runnin'.
Pictures... are also opinions... [they] set down what the camera operator sees and he sees what he wants to see and what he loves and hates and pities and is proud of.