“In general I strive for greatness and rational achievement, but I admit to you I’ve a terrible fondness for women, a tendency towards drunkenness, and a weakness for the fumes of the poppy—opium and other miserable beauties.”
“I’ve always had a terrible weakness for beautiful but sad things.”
“Then again, I’ve never been overly fond of rational thoughts.”
“In a general sense, I admit to valuing the worldviews of men under the age of 40 and women over the age of 30.”
“I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour, but heaven knows I'm miserable now.”
“I think when you begin to think of yourself as having achieved something, then there's nothing left for you to work towards. I want to believe that there is a mountain so high that I will spend my entire life striving to reach the top of it.”