If I were God - and I never understand why I'm not - I should say, "Shop around, I don't think you'll find a better bargain than here."

Our clothes are too much a part of us for most of us ever to be entirely indifferent to their condition: it is as though the fabric were indeed a natural extension of the body, or even of the soul.

I am told that you regret not what you did but what you didn't do; and so that's why I do everything, so as not to have any regrets.

Fear and hatred do not seem to find expression in tears.

If you truly love me, kill the bartender.

It's a strange situation, but people will pay your fare to get you to go and tell them how to be happy.

The world now seems a stunningly ignoble place. It has not really grown all that much worse but appears to have done so because we know so much more about it than we did.