He smelled of cigarettes and whiskey, the smell of Cambridge and youth.

Life’s too short for this shit,’ he had announced to his empty apartment, and that had been the end of the great whiskey experiment.

I would really like to see some issues worked on, as a youth. I'm going to have to grow up in this world.

Sometimes a cigar is just a smoke and a coincidence is just a coincidence.

It's nice to have a mix of both (youth and experience).

One of the few things my father says when he's had a few that I agree with is that kids don't have much balls in this generation. Some of them are trying to start the revolution by bombing U.S. government washrooms, but none of them are throwing Molotov cocktails at the Pentagon.