Facts can be bent to conform to any thesis.
Those we understand are those we control.
But who?
1:52 a.m. His favorite nightcap—coffee and Benzedrine.
Don’t be so goddamn proper. Don’t be such a fucking saint.
All dressed up and no one to kill.
I am the most well-adjusted human being I know. I started out this investigation as a very happy man with a great career. I've got the life people dream about: I am rich, I am famous, I've got a fabul...
Where’s your sketch pad? I asked.… I gave that up, Kay said. I wasn’t very good, so I changed my major.To what?To pre-med, then psychology, then English lit, then history.I like a woman who knows what...
There is no proportion. Pearl Harbor took care of that.
It all came down to money - the great equalizer and common denominator.
I had to talk to people. All people scared me.
All I want to do is make serious movies that explore social issues and turn a profit, and slip the schnitzel to Jane DePugh.
My dad was always snoozing on the couch, like Dagwood Bumstead. He was a lazy motherfucker. God bless him. He was always working on some kind of get-rich-quick scheme. This is what my dad was like: I'...
If it would’ve been me, I would’ve left Hutch out of it. ’Cause Hutch, he was mean.
Bergen, and Oldfield. The
I walked to the heart of the neon smear.
He wore piss-poor lime cologne. He sucked a hide-the-hooch lozenge.
He used to pimp and pull shakedowns. Now he rode shotgun to History.
Epidemic boo-hoo — ‘DON’T TELL MY WIFE!’ Leg-shackle clangs — the prostie vans shook…Panic down below: Shriners bagged en masse. Five men, fez hats flying — a whore grabbed one and pranced.
Envy thou not the oppressor, And choose none of his ways. —Proverbs 3:31