“I like your mother. You have your mother's breasts.""Her breasts.""Great stand-up tits." he said”

“Someday you'll be a grown-up ... and then your mother will have no one to talk to.”

“Grass: I live in a great steel tower that reflects the blazing sun. People catch fire just walking by. The more bodies that pile up around you, the greater your equity, the stronger your power, the longer you live. This is the point of living in a high rise. To see the bodies pile up at sunset, the nostalgic hour, the hour of summing up, stirring the cocktails, feeling the great tower sway in the hot winds. ”

“I am advising you in this matter not only as your chief of finance, but as a woman who would still be married to her husbands if they had looked at her the way you have looked at me here today.”

“No. Your crime has no conscience. You haven't been driven to do it by some oppressive socialforce. How I hate to be reasonable. You're not against the rich. Nobody's against the rich. Everybody'sten seconds from being rich. Or so everybody thought. No. Your crime is in your head. Another foolshooting up a diner because because”

“[Lee Oswald] saw himself as part of something vast and sweeping. He was the product of a sweeping history, he and his mother, locked into a process, a system of money and property that diminished their human worth every day, as if by scientific law. The books made him part of something. Something led up to his presence in this room, in this particular skin, and something would follow. Men in small rooms. Men reading and waiting, struggling with secret and feverish ideas.”

“You have to break through the structure of your own stonework habit just to make yourself listen.”