That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, when you're not looking, somebody'll sneak up and write "Fuck you" right under your nose.

It's funny. All you have to do is say something nobody understands and they'll do practically anything you want them to.

Where there's smoke, there's usually strawberry Jello.

I'm the most terrific liar you ever saw in your life.

To you everything thats happening in the world appears phony, to be something other than what it really is, right?

I took her dress over to the closet and hung it up. It was funny. It made me feel sort of sad when I hung it up. I thought of her going in a store and buying it, and nobody in the store knowing she was a prostitute and all. The salesman probably just thought she was a regular girl when she bought it. It made me feel sad as hell- I don't know why exactly.