Milk which is just about to turn is akin to that moment spent on the cusp of failure in a dulled and fettered relationship.

I want truth. I'm crying out to hear it. I need it like oxygen.

I'm a Taurus, you know. A bull. I belong in a field.

We must remember to enjoy ourselves.

Seven thirty in the morning is too early for a man of my standing.

I have two vintage typewriters. One just about works and the other hasn't a hope in hell, bless it. But they're both beautiful, and they'll stay with me just as long as there's a roof over my head.

I once knew a girl who didn't know where anywhere was in the world. Not a clue. I asked her if she knew where Africa was and she answered, 'Is it the orange one on a map?'

I can't abide small talk.

I've spent so much of my adult life in relationships that it's actually quite pleasant to be alone at last. I turned thirty-six the other day, which staggers me when I think about it.

I'm the worst ad anyone could possibly be for abstaining from anything.

I like a decent funeral, and God knows in my family we've seen enough of them. Looking through family photographs now is like watching an episode of 'Dad's Army.

Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.

No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd.

Pride is the great stumbling block of Zion...Pride is ugly; it says if you succeed I am a failure...Pride is basically competitive in nature. When competition ends, pride ends.

Sometimes I don't understand how another can love her, is allowed to love her, since I love her so completely myself, so intensely, so fully, grasp nothing, know nothing, have nothing but her!

The novel, in its best form, I regard as one of the most powerful engines of civilization ever invented.

Television is a media of crisis, which means that television is a media of accidents.

Self is the great antichrist and anti-God in the world, that sets up itself above all else.

I am really in love with Sam, and it hurts very much.

Without involvement, there is no commitment. Mark it down, asterisk it, circle it, underline it. No involvement, no commitment.

You put your hand on Corinne's back like this again and I'm breaking your fingers.