“Love lasts about seven years. That's how long it takes for the cells of the body to totally replace themselves.”

“I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love.”

“For this was the round of love: fear which leads on desire, tenderness and fury, and that brutal anguish which triumphantly follows pleasure.”

“Money may not buy happiness, but I'd rather cry in a Jaguar than on a bus.”

“Whisky, gambling and Ferraris are better than housework.”

“I shall live badly if I do not write, and I shall write badly if I do not live.”

“But who can remember pain, once its over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.”

“I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In lif...”

“My mind, I know, I can prove, hovers on hummingbird wings. It hovers and it churns. And when it's operating at full thrust, the churning does not stop. The machines do not rest, the systems rarely ...”