Believe me, I know a lot about harm’s way. It turns sharp left off the road to Shitsville when you’re least expecting it.

Sometimes a stupid man is only a couple of good guesses away from looking clever.

His face was all sharp angles, thin and pointed, like something Pythagoras had doodled on the corner of his scroll before getting on with his theorem.

A man might think he can stare into the abyss without falling in but sometimes the abyss stares back. Sometimes the abyss exerts a strange effect on your sense of balance.

Just when you thought that things couldn’t get any worse, you find out that they’ve always been a lot worse than you thought they were. And then they get worse.

Dalia picked up her negligee. She didn’t need my help, it wasn’t very heavy.

This is the country for cruel experiments – it’s where idealists are sent to die, my friend. Killing people who believe in things is our national sport.” With.

Youth is no longer wasted on the young because it’s wasted on the war instead.

Sometimes I think God is just the devil pretending to be nice.

This is the meaning of life, my friend. To know when you are well off and to hate or envy no man.