I needed a drink, I needed a lot of life insurance, I needed a vacation, I needed a home in the country. What I had was a coat, a hat and a gun. I put them on and went out of the room.

Alcohol is like love. The first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you take the girl's clothes off.

I hung up. It was a good start, but it didn’t go far enough. I ought to have locked the door and hidden under the desk.

An artist cannot deny art, nor would he want to. A lover cannot deny love.

It seemed like a nice neighborhood to have bad habits in.

The challenge is to write about real things magically.

You can always tell a detective on TV. He never takes his hat off.