We create our fate every day . . . most of the ills we suffer from are directly traceable to our own behavior.

Want a role? Fuck a screenwriter.

Narcissism is as profitable to a model as scruffiness is to a homeless person.

Surely every one realizes, at some point along the way, that he is capable of living a far better life than the one he has chosen.

And I wasn__ playing a role _ I was trying to be myself.But the harder I was striving, the more I was realizing that I had probably lost that __yself_ somewhere between two perfectly performed roles...

A valise without straps. A hole without a key. She had a German mouth, French ears, Russian ass. Cunt international. When the flag waved it was red all the way back to the throat. You entered on the Boulevard Jules-Ferry and came out at the Porte de la Villette. You droppedyour sweetbreads into the tumbrils _ red tumbrils with two wheels, naturally. At the confluence of the Ourcq and Marne, where the water sluices through the dikes and lies like glass under thebridges.