Mendacity is a system that we live in," declares Brick. "Liquor is one way out an'death's the other.

Stella: And when he comes back I cry on his lap like a baby.. [she smiles to herself] Blanche: I guess that is what is meant by being in love.

Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.

We're all of us guinea pigs in the laboratory of God. Humanity is just a work in progress.

He was a boy, just a boy, when I was a very young girl. When I was sixteen, I made the discovery - love. All at once and much, much too completely. It was like you suddenly turned a blinding on something that had always been half in shadow, that's how it struck the world for me. But I was unlucky. Deluded.

What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your fingers, until your fingers are broken?

Of course you always had that detached quality as if you were playing a game without much concern over whether you won or lost, and now that you've lost the game, not lost but just quit playing, you have that rare sort of charm that usually only happens in very old or hopelessly sick people, the charm of the defeated.