Harry Block:
What? You have air-conditioning in Hell?
The Devil:
Sure! Fucks up the ozone layer!
Doris:
You have no values. With you its all nihilism, cynicism, sarcasm, and orgasm.
Harry Block:
Hey, in France I could run for office with that slogan, and win!
Harry Block:
You know, I cannot understand why the most sophisticated of women can't tell the difference between a meaningless, hot, passionate sexual affair and a nice, solid, tranquil, routine marriage.
Joan:
[
breaking down] Tell me, Harry, just tell me something. Was she the only one, or were there others?
Harry Block:
No, Amy Pollock was the only one, may God strike me dead if I am lying.
Joan:
You're an atheist, Harry!
Harry Block:
Wha-hey, we're alone in the universe, you're going to blame that on me, too?
Joan:
[
angrily tears papers from typewriter] Stop your tap-dancing...
[
Talking about life]
The Devil:
It's like Vegas. You're up, you're down, but in the end the house always wins. Doesn't mean you didn't have fun.
Harry Block:
Tradition is the illusion of permanence.
Harry Block:
Does the president think of fucking every woman he meets? Oh sorry, bad example.
Harry Block:
The most important words in the English language are not "I love you" but "It's benign."
Harry Block:
Between air conditioning and the Pope, I chose air conditioning.
Harry Block:
I'm a guy who can't function well in life but can in art.
Harry Block:
Six shrinks later, three wives down the line, and I still can't get my life together.
Harry Block:
The two most important things are the work that you choose and sex.
Burt:
Do you care even about the holocaust, or do you think it never happened?
Harry Block:
Not only do I know that we lost 6 million, but the scary thing is that records are made to be broken
The Devil:
You ever fuck a blind girl?
Harry Block:
No. That I never did.
The Devil:
Oh, they're so grateful.
Joan:
So now you're blaming me because I don't go out with you enough, to meet strangers to FUCK!
Lucy:
You take everyone's suffering and turn it into gold, LITERARY GOLD!
Harry Block:
[
to his brother-in-law Bert] I think you're the opposite of a paranoid. I think you go around with the insane delusion that people like you.
Harry:
Cookie, do you know what a black hole is?
Cookie:
Sure, that's how I make my livin'!
Cookie:
How come you got all this money?
Harry Block:
I always keep hooker money around, you know, 'cause I once paid by check years ago and the I.R.S. killed me.
Doris:
[
carping on Harry] He's betting everything on physics and pussy.
Harry Block:
Every hooker I ever speak to tells me that it beats the hell out of waitressing. Waitressing's gotta be the worst fucking job in the world.
Harry Block:
All people know the same truth. Our lives consist of how we chose to distort it.
Harry:
The ironic thing is that the school that kicked me out is honoring me soon.
Shrink:
Why did they kick you out?
Harry:
Because I wasn't interested in college. I wanted to be a writer and that's all I cared about. Also, I tried to give the Dean's wife an enema. They didn't take kindly to that.
Harry Block:
Look, I was merely explaining to you why my choice of necessity is confined to your practice.
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