Don't talk. Kill it."
That might be the sweetest thing a woman's ever said to me on a first date.

You're basically killing each other to see who's got the better imaginary friend

Dignity is nice but it’s money makes the lights and shower work.

If his drunkenness had legs, it would be Alexander the Great and conquer the known world. Then it would puke for a week into a solid gold toilet it stole from Zeus's guest room.

Being able to embrace contradictions is a sign of intelligence.
Or insanity.

Memories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.