If German boys had learned to be contemptuous of violence, Hitler would have had to take up knitting to keep his ego warm.
I wouldn't exactly describe her as strictly beautiful. She knocked me out, though.
I went to my room and put some water on my hair, but you can't really comb a crew cut or anything. Then I tested to see if my breath stank from so many cigarettes and the Scotch and sodas I drank at E...
I still think that, in a way, I can't get past half my childhood dogmas.
I never bore people I haven't known for at least a thousand years.
I live alone (but catless, I'd like everybody to know)....
I felt like praying or something, when I was in bed, but I couldn't do it. I can't always pray when I feel like it. In the first place, I'm sort of an atheist. I like Jesus and all, but I don't care t...
I felt like I was sort of disappearing. It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing everytime you crossed a road.
I don’t care if it’s a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I’m leaving it.
I don't like any shows very much, if you want to know the truth. They're not as bad as movies, but they're certainly nothing to rave about. In the first place, I hate actors. They never act like peopl...
His date kept saying to him, How horrible . . . Don't, darling. Please, don't. Not here. Imagine giving somebody a feel and telling them about a guy committing suicide at the same time! They killed me...
He says the only people he ever really wants to meet for a drink somewhere are all either dead or unavailable.
Finally, though, I’d leave the room without even taking a sock at him. I’d probably go down to the can and sneak a cigarette and watch myself getting tough in the mirror. Anyway, that’s what I thought...
Веднъж се спънах и паднах - продължи тя. - Чаках го както винаги на автобусната спирка пред павилиона, но той закъсня, и когато се зададе, автобусът вече тръгваше. Спуснахме се да го гоним, но аз падн...
You fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.
It always smelled like it was raining outside, even if it wasn't, and you were in the only nice, dry, cosy place in the world.
I'm one of the little foxes that spoil the grapes.
I prayed for the city to be cleared of people, for the gift of being alone—a-l-o-n-e: which is the one New York prayer that rarely gets lost or delayed in channels, and in no time at all everything I...
I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all… I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to g...
I feel like someone in a terribly sophisticated play. The funny part is, I'm not sophisticated. I'm not anything. I'm just me.