Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense.

Things have a way of turning out so badly.

Time goes by so fast. Nothin' can outrun it. Death commences too early--almost before you're half-acquainted with life--you meet the other.

I don't think there is such a thing as a precise sexual orientation. I think we're all ambiguous sexually.

Revolution begins in putting on bright colors.

If I got rid of my demons, I’d lose my angels.

For time is the longest distance between two places.