An artist's only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else's.

I'm sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could respect.

I am a kind of paranoid in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.

I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty... you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.

Mothers are all slightly insane.

Goddam money. It always ends up making you blue as hell.