You know what I like about people? They stack so well.

What’s better than a blank slate in the right hands?

I said to my professor, ‘Why mourn the death of presidents, or anyone for that matter? The dead can’t hear us.’ And he asked me if I believed in heaven. I said, ‘No.’ And then he asked if I had no faith in God. I said, ‘You have it wrong; it’s God who has no faith in us.

There are two kinds of pain: the sort of pain that makes you strong, or useless pain. The sort of pain that’s only suffering. I have no patience for useless things.

She sees me as the bank robber who made it to the county line. But she’s smart enough to leave her badge at the door.