Chicago happened slowly, like a migraine. First they were driving through countryside, then, imperceptibly, the occasional town became a low suburban sprawl, and the sprawl became the city.

Richard opened his hand, and the key stared up at him from his palm. "By my crooked teeth," asked Richard, remembering, "who am I?

If there's one thing that a study of history has taught us, it is that things can always get worse.

You are young, and in love. Every young man in your position is the most miserable young man who ever lived.

In Hollywood, lying is something that people do like breathing.

I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.

Never trust the storyteller. Only trust the story.