You gotta love livin', baby, 'cause dyin' is a pain in the ass.

If I had as many love affairs as you have given me credit for, I'd now be speaking to you from a jar at the Harvard Medical School.

You treat a lady like a dame, and a dame like a lady.

I'm for whatever gets you through the night.

There are things about organized religion which I resent. Christ is revered as the Prince of Peace, but more blood has been shed in his name than any other figure in history. You show me one step forward in the name of religion, and I'll show you a hundred retrogressions…I'm for decency—period. I'm for anything and everything that bodes love and consideration for my fellow man. But when lip service to some mysterious deity permits bestiality on Wednesday and absolution on Sunday—count me out.

You can't think; you just gotta do things.