I couldn't understand a sense of unease that multiplied until I could hear my heart beating.

But I'm not a saint yet. I'm an alcoholic. I'm a drug addict. I'm homosexual. I'm a genius.

I knew Lee Harvey Oswald, and I knew Jack Kennedy. The odds against that-one person knowing all four of those men-must be astounding.

would you reach in the drawer there and give me my purse. A girl doesn't read this sort of thing without her lipstick.

I'm not a philosopher.

Anticipation is anxiety. I have always had a very extreme anxiety thing.

There was an American girl, Priscilla Johnson. She worked for U.P. in Moscow. She knew [John] Kennedy, and she met [Lee Harvey] Oswald around the same time I did. But I can tell you some­thing else almost as curious.