I suppose if I gave myself the chance I could be an alcoholic.

To annihilate the world by annihilation of oneself is the deluded height of desperate egoism.

Opinions are like orgasms...mine matters most and I really don't care if you have one.

I’d discovered, after a lot of extreme apprehension about what spoons to use, that if you do something incorrect at table with a certain arrogance, as if you knew perfectly well you were doing it properly, you can get away with it and nobody will think you are bad-mannered or poorly brought up. They will think you are original and very witty.

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

The woman is perfected. Her dead Body wears the smile of accomplishment.

I think I may well be a Jew.