No one's ever dared come out and say it before, but there's not a man among us that doesn't think it, that doesn't feel just as you do about her and the whole business - feel it somewhere down deep in his scared little soul.

No, my friend. We are lunatics from the hospital up the highway, psycho-ceramics, the cracked pots of mankind. Would you like me to decipher a Rorschach for you?

Memory whispers someplace in that jumbled machinery.

What can you pay for the way a man lives? What can you pay for what a man is?

Ocean, Ocean I'll beat you in the end.

I'm so insane, I voted for Eisenhower. Oh yeah, well I'm so insane, I voted for Eisenhower TWICE!

People think love is an emotion. Love is good sense.