I wasn’t that kid where if you told me ‘No,’ I was just going to do it anyway.

You remember what you told me, Mom? That there are no medals for the completion of a good life? I’ve been thinking about that. About how no one wins. Like you said, it’s impossible to win, because the finish line is death.

T’ree vair’ good dogs,” Francois told Perrault. “Dat Buck, heem pool lak hell. I tich heem queek as anyt’ing.

Have I told you I have cancer? It’s a very special kind of cancer. Cancer of the soul

People told me I couldn’t kill Nicholson, so I cast him in two roles and killed him off twice.

Let it be told to the future world, that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive, the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet and to repulse it

It is the fable of Jesus Christ, as told in the New Testament, and the wild and visionary doctrine raised thereon, against which I contend. The story, taking it as it is told, is blasphemously obscene.

My psychiatrist told me I was crazy and I said I want a second opinion. He said okay, you’re ugly too.

Humanity would never tolerate it

Life is made of so many partings welded together

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear

Tom told me what his plan was, and I see in a minute it was worth fifteen of mine for style, and would make Jim just as free a man as mine would, and maybe get us all killed besides. So I was satisfied, and said we would waltz in on it.

One story sounds good until another is told

I’m on the page that I want to be bigger than the world, you know what I’m saying. People told me I wasn’t going to make it this far. But I always believed I was going to make it this far.

The most beautiful words of love are told in silence for a look.