The night before I left Las Vegas I walked out in the desert to look at the moon. There was a jeweled city on the horizon, spires rising in the night, but the jewels were diadems of electric and the spires were the neon of signs ten stories high. – Norman Mailer
A man is two people, himself and his cøck. A man always takes his friend to the party. Of the two, the friend is the nicer, being more able to show his feelings. – Beryl Bainbridge
