Whether a man is a criminal or a public servant is purely a matter of perspective.

Love is the ultimate outlaw.

Once one pays some attention to something, then you begin to see evidence of it everywhere.

Birth and death were easy. It was life that was hard.

If you're honest, you sooner or later have to confront your values. Then you're forced to separate what is right from what is merely legal. This puts you metaphysically on the run. America is full of metaphysical outlaws.

There's no point in saving the world if it means losing the moon.

The oyster was an animal worthy of New Orleans, as mysterious and private and beautiful as the city itself. If one could accept that oysters build their houses out of their lives, one could imagine the same of New Orleans, whose houses were similarly and resolutely shuttered against an outside world that could never be trusted to show proper sensitivity toward the oozing delicacies within.