I'm a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy. - J. D. Salinger

I thought the two ugly ones were sisters, but they got very insulted when I asked them. You could tell neither one of them wanted to look like the other one, and you couldn't blame them, but it was very amusing anyway.

After I go out this door, I may only exist in the minds of all my acquaintances. I may be an orange peel.

He always had to know who was going. I swear, if that guy was shipwrecked somewhere, and you rescued him in the god damn boat, he'd want to know who the guy that was rowing it before he'd even get in.