A neighborhood is where, when you go out of it, you get beat up.

Every social war is a battle between the very few on both sides who care and who fire their shots across a crowd of spectators.

A political convention is just not a place where you come away with any trace of faith in human nature.

We are all addicts in various stages of degradation where I live on the Upper West Side, some to heroin, some to small dogs, and some to the New York Times. The heroin is cut, the dogs are paranoid, and the Times cheats by skimping on the West Coast ball scores. No matter, each of us goes upon the street solely in pursuit of his own particular curse.

There are things a man must not do even to save a nation.

The faces in New York remind me of people who played a game and lost.

There is a raging tiger inside every man whom God put on this earth. Every man worthy of the respect of his children spends his life building inside himself a cage to pen that tiger in.