An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.
Bad taste creates many more millionaires than good taste.
Genius might be the ability to say a profound thing in a simple way.
Humanity, you never had it to begin with.
I don’t like jail, they got the wrong kind of bars in there.
I would be married, but I’d have no wife, I would be married to a single life.
If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.
If you’re losing your soul and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose.
It’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them too well.
Joan of Arc had style. Jesus had style.
Never envy a man his lady. Behind it all lays a living hell.
Never get out of bed before noon.
Show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 I’ll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.
Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.
The difference between a democracy and a dictatorship is that in a democracy you vote first and take orders later; in a dictatorship you don’t have to waste your time voting.
The female loves to play man against man. And if she is in a position to do it, there is not one who will resist.
The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it – basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them.
The male, for all his bravado and exploration, is the loyal one, the one who generally feels love. The female is skilled at betrayal and torture and damnation.
There are women who can make you feel more with their bodies and their souls, but these are the exact women who will turn the knife into you right in front of the crowd. Of course, I expect this, but the knife still cuts.
There will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or which finds us first. We are always ripe and ready to be taken.
To do a dull thing with style-now that’s what I call art.
We have wasted History like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men’s crapper of the local bar.
You begin saving the world by saving one man at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics.