“N.B. – Do not on any account attempt to write on both sides of the paper at once.”

“Jesus, if it comes down to it, I'll even write you a f*cking letter!""I'll write you on both sides of the f*cking paper, Caro.”

“I taught you that there is never any end to that question, because, as I once defined it for you (yes, I confess a weakness for improvised definitions), history is that impossible thing: the attempt to give an account with incomplete knowledge, of actions themselves undertaken with incomplete knowledge.”

“I do not write to you, but of you,/because the paper that we write on/is our perishable skin.”

“Former police chief of Houston once said of me: “Frank Abagnale could write a check on toilet paper, drawn on the Confederate States Treasury, sign it ‘U.R. Hooked’ and cash it at any bank in town, using a Hong Kong driver’s license for identification.”

“Naturally, also, both sides were convinced they had right on their side, not that either was remotely naive enough to think that had any possible bearing on the outcome whatsoever.”