Great restaurants are, of course, nothing but mouth-brothels. There is no point in going to them if one intends to keep one's belt buckled.

Talk isn't work. Work is when you have pages in the evening that you didn't have in the morning.

The television critic, whatever his pretensions, does not labour in the same vineyard as those he criticizes; his grapes are all sour.

One can watch hours and hours of TV without actually losing interest, but, as with Chinese food, one is rarely left with much residue of nourishment.

As Oscar Wilde should have said, when bad ideas have nowhere else to go, they emigrate to America and become university courses.

Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in bed at the same time.

The great networks are there to prove that ideas can be canned like spaghetti. If everything ends up by tasting like everything else, is that not the evidence that it has been properly cooked?

Truth maybe stranger than fiction, but fiction is truer.

Vichy proves one thing: if you don't want to know how low your fellow citizens can fall, and crawl, don't lose a war.

People resent articulacy, as if articulacy were a form of vice.

At last, after innumerable glamorous and frightful years, mankind approaches a war which is totally predictable from beginning to end.

What I was chasing in circles must have been the tail of the darkness inside me.

People live in different worlds. There's a rich world, there's a poor world, and there's an extremely poor. The one you dwell is determined by the outcome of your sacrifice.

Boredom is the inner conflict we suffer when we lose desire, when we lack a lacking.

The level of the room keeps changing. All of the surfaces swell and recede with oceanic rhytm. You are not quite all right. You are somewhat wrong.

A thing of beauty is a boy forever.

That is the consolation of a little mind you have the fun of changing it without impeding the progress of mankind.

The ideal man takes joy in doing favors for others.

It is a myth, not a mandate, a fable not a logic, a symbol rather than reason by which men are moved.

As the Lord put on the body, leaving behind all principality and power, so Christians put on the Holy Spirit, and are at rest.

And to the English court assemble now, From every region, apes of idleness!