My life is over, for all practical purposes. I no longer have enough money to keep a women.

Your life is over when you stop living it. If you can truly retire you had a job but not an occupation.

There is no hope for anybody else. You might as well give up the ghost now.

When you cease to make a contribution, you begin to die.

When you're screwing up and nobody says anything to you anymore, that means they've given up on you.

I thought it was the end of my life.

Why, darling, I don't live at all when I'm not with you.

When I have ceased to exist, I won’t ever have existed.

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

I am at the end. I exist no more.

When you’re screwing up and nobody says anything to you anymore, that means they’ve given up on you.

Do you think that's how life ends? That you just-- really just go "It's enough. I had enough." I know when my time comes, that how I'm gonna feel. I already feel that way!

She was sick of conversations with people passing through. Nothing you said to each other mattered a damn because you'd never see them again.

When we're all gone at last then there'll be nobody here but death and his days will be numbered too. He'll be out in the road there with nothing to do and nobody to do it to. He'll say: where did everybody go? And that's how it will be. What's wrong with that?