Every exit is an entry somewhere else.

Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving?

I can put two and two together, you know. Do not think you are dealing with a man who has lost his grapes.

Sometimes directors feel a script needs something, but they're not sure what it is, so they show it to a friend; if the friend is a writer, he ends up kicking around with that script for a while.

War is capitalism with the gloves off.

A circle is the longest distance to same point.

They loved, and quarreled, and made up, and loved, and fought, and were true to each other and untrue. She made him the happiest man in the whole world and the most wretched, and after a few years she died, and then, when he was thirty, he died, too. But by that time Catullus had invented the love poem.