I can think of nothing more soul destroying in life than to persist in trying to do a thing you want desperately to do well, and to know that you are at the best second rate.

For in the long run, either through a lie, or through truth, people were bound to give themselves away.

It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.

I don't think necessity is the mother of invention. Invention, in my opinion, arises directly from idleness, possibly also from laziness - to save oneself trouble.

One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life is, I think, to have a happy childhood.

Your not reliable. You wouldn't be at all a comfortable sort of person to live with.

Of course I despise money when I haven't got any. It's the only dignified thing to do.