Tomorrow night is nothing but one long sleepless wrestle with yesterday's omissions and regrets.

Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.

It's not when you realize that nothing can help you — religion, pride, anything — it's when you realize that you don't need any aid.

There is no such thing as was - only is. If was existed, there would be no grief or sorrow.

Just when do men that have different blood in them stop hating one another?

There is no such thing as bad whiskey. Some whiskeys just happen to be better than others. But a man shouldn't fool with booze until he's fifty; then he's a damn fool if he doesn't.

So long as the deceit ran along quiet and monotonous, all of us let ourselves be deceived, abetting it unawares or maybe through cowardice.