The ideal woman to me would be the gun-toting moll. Someone who is true blue and ready to face the world. Open to ideas and suggestion, not stubborn and closed minded.

Don't waste your time with people who will ultimately destroy you, but concentrate instead on those who will appreciate your responsibility to them, and, likewise, feel responsible to you.

I'm glad that Christian parents let their children worship the devil at least one night out of the year.

Up is down, pleasure is pain, darkness is light, slavery is freedom, madness is sanity.

Be as a lion in the path. Be dangerous even in defeat.

The Atheist complains about the wind. The Christian prays for it to change. The Satanist adjusts his sails.

If you're going to be a sinner, be the best sinner on the block.

Hate your enemy with a whole heart, and if a man smite you on one cheek, SMASH him on the other!

Life is the great indulgence - death the great abstinence. Therefore, make the most of life here and now!

Behold the crucifix; what does it symbolize? Pallid incompetence hanging on a tree.

There are many who would take my time. I shun them. There are some who share my time. I am entertained by them.

The moon only dares compete with the stars when the sun is in its corner.

Parents are the last people on Earth who ought to have children.

Tragedy makes you disable, but your attitude towards tragedy keeps you disable.

Had I ever truly been free? Though I wasn’t shipped off to different countries did that make me any less of a prisoner?

Falling out of a posture means you are human; getting back into the posture means you are a yogi.

I love the clouds... the clouds that pass by... over there... over there... those lovely clouds!

Women have a genius for love; men can only learn the art indifferently.

Tis a secret: none knows how it comes, how it goes: But the name of the secret is Love!

Now the truth is, a president really can't control the economy, although his policies do have some effect on it.

A terrific sadness swept over Jerry. As if somebody had died. The way he felt standing in the cemetry that day they buried his mother. And nothing you could do about it.