[Madame Nhu was] the Sandra Dee of South Vietnam. If I were cast on a desert island with her, I would quickly make friends with the natives.
I've given up reading books. I find it takes my mind off myself.
I'm a study of a man in chaos in search of frenzy.
Underneath this flabby exterior is an enormous lack of character.
It's not what you are, it's what you don't become that hurts.
Talent's like a baby. Wrap it up in wool and it goes to sleep.