“I've never quite believed that one chance is all I get”

“I'm not a great believer in awards-of course the fact that I've never won one has nothing to do with it at all!”

“I've never believed in God. But I believe in Picasso.”

“One never quite stops believing, some doubt remains forever".”

“One last chance. That’s all I’m asking.” He had lost count of the number of last chances he had wasted. “Just one more. God!” He had never believed in God for an instant. “Fates!” He had never believed in Fates either. “Anyone!” He had never believed in anything much beyond the next drink. “Just one… more… chance.”“Alright. One more.”Cosca blinked. “God? Is that… you?”Someone chuckled. A woman’s voice, and a sharp, mocking, most ungodlike sort of a chuckle. “You can kneel if you like, Cosca.”

“I've developed into quite a swan. I'm one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older - until I drop dead of beauty.”