Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.

So when I cease to be I want to go back...to the sea! Oh for the life of a sardine! That is the life for me!

My prodigious sin was, and still is, being a non-conformist.

Had I known of the actual horrors of the German concentration camps, I could not have made The Great Dictator, I could not have made fun of the homicidal insanity of the Nazis.

Time is the best author. It always writes the perfect ending.

In Philadelphia, I inadvertently came upon an edition of Robert Ingersoll's Essays and Lectures. This was an exciting discovery; his atheism confirmed my own belief that the horrific cruelty of the Old Testament was degrading to the human spirit.

In this desperate way, I started many a comedy.