Hollywood is a place where a man can get stabbed in the back while climbing a ladder.

Tell about the South. What's it like there. What do they do there. Why do they live there. Why do they live at all.

The past isn't over. It isn't even past.

The writer's only responsibility is to his art.

The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only the love cannot last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.

...and you don't even have to sleep alone, you don't even have to sleep at all; and so, all you have to do is show the stick to the dog now and then and say, 'Thank God for nothing.'

A man or a race either if he's any good can survive his past without even needing to escape from it and not because of the high quite often only too rhetorical rhetoric of humanity but for the simple indubitable practical reason of his future: that capacity to survive and absorb and endure and still be steadfast.