“The sun don't shine on the same dog's tail all the time; either the sun moves or the dog moves!”

“The sun don't shine on the same dog's ass all the time.”

“We are all addicts in various stages of degradation where I live on the Upper West Side, some to heroin, some to small dogs, and some to the New York Times. The heroin is cut, the dogs are paranoid, and the Times cheats by skimping on the West Coast ball scores. No matter, each of us goes upon the street solely in pursuit of his own particular curse.”

“You shine like the sun and you move like water. Your eyes are the perfect mix of gray and brown, like fog in the woods, and you smell like lilacs in the summer. I think if you laughed, it would sound like music.”

“True beauty cannot fail to move the beholder”

“The moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves, too.”

“Some trees are too deeply rooted to move … And if they are uprooted, they will die…”