In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.
Draw your chair up close to the edge of the precipice and I’ll tell you a story.
Begin with an individual, and before you know it you have created a type; begin with a type, and you find you have created – nothing.
Every act of life, from the morning toothbrush to the friend at dinner, became an effort. I hated the night when I couldn’t sleep and I hated the day because it went toward night.
And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.
When I’m with you, I don’t breathe quite right.
The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.
So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.
Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.
It makes me sad because I’ve never seen such – such beautiful shirts before.
Do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it!
The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.
I hope you live a life you’re proud of.
You remind me of a smoked cigarette.
Cut out all these exclamation points. An exclamation point is like laughing at your own joke.
I don’t care about truth. I want some happiness.
The strongest guard is placed at the gateway to nothing. Maybe because the condition of emptiness is too shameful to be divulged.
Well, I can’t describe her exactly-except to say that she was beautiful. She was-tremendously alive.
A man’s social rank is determined by the amount of bread he eats in a sandwich.
Beware the artist who’s an intellectual also. The artist who doesn’t fit.