You've got many refinements. I don't think you need to worry about your failure at long division. I mean, after all, you got through short division, and short division is all that a lady ought to be called on to cope with.

We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.

Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.

In memory everything seems to happen to music.

We're all of us sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life!

I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.

Success and failure are equally disastrous.

Luxury is the wolf at the door and its fangs are the vanities and conceits germinated by success. When an artist learns this, he knows where the danger is.

Oh, Jacques, we're used to each other, we're a pair of captive hawks caught in the same cage, and so we've grown used to each other. That's what passes for love at this dim, shadowy end of the Camino Real.

Mendacity is a system that we live in. Liquor is one way out an death's the other.