But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius.
Those fellows, they’re always crying over killers. Never a thought for the victims.
It may be normal, darling; but I’d rather be natural.
It is no shame to have a dirty face- the shame comes when you keep it dirty.
If you sweep a house, and tend its fires and fill its stove, and there is love in you all the years you are doing this, then you and that house are married, that house is yours.
It’s a scientific fact that if you stay in California you lose one point of your IQ every year.
It’s redundant to die in Los Angeles.
The problem with living outside the law is that you no longer have its protection.
All literature is gossip.
Leave it to me: I’m always top banana in the shock department.
I don’t mean I’d mind being rich and famous. That’s very much on my schedule and someday I’ll try to get around to it.
Home is where you feel at home. I’m still looking.
Oh Jesus God we did belong to each other. He was mine.
June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone.
She took off her dark glasses and squinted at me. It was as though her eyes were shattered prisms, the dots of blue and gray and green like broken bits of sparkle.
A disquieting loneliness came into my life, but it induced no hunger for friends of longer acquaintance: they seemed now like a salt-free, sugarless diet.
New York is a diamond iceberg floating in river water.
I think of myself as a stylist, and stylists can become notoriously obsessed with the placing of a comma, the weight of a semicolon.
The quietness of his tone italicized the malice of his reply.
She had only one flaw. She was perfect, otherwise whe was perfect.