I’ll show you displacement when I displace his bollocks, and throw them on the floor and stamp on them one at a time!
I’d rather return to the fires of Hell than spend a night in Tarzana.
I suppose what I call powerlessness is what everyone else calls a Tuesday.
I refuse to be a scapegoat for which something I bear no responsibility. It’s a theme in my life.
I don’t understand why humans waste so much time resisting their desires. A rehabilitation center for drugs and sex.
I can’t go downstairs, Detective. Between my sunglasses, scarf and gloves, I’ll look like Stevie Wonder on a snow day.
I am amazed by the deferential regard you people hold for rotting flesh.
Hello. There’s a whole chapter on sex. I like this book.
Hanging out with a cop in Las Vegas is like bringing your grandma to an orgy.
Fetch me the goat!
Excuses! They’re like a***holes, everybody’s got one, but nobody wants to hear it.
Desperation makes for strange bedfellows.
