The only reason for being young is to outgrow it.

I found nothing really wrong with this autobiography except poor choice of subject.

The tantrums of cloth-headed celluloid idols are deemed fit for grown-up conversation, while silence settles over such a truly important matter as food.

A cheese may disappoint. It may be dull, it may be naive, it may be oversophisticated. Yet it remains cheese, milk's leap toward immortality.

Being a child is in itself a profession.

There are two kinds of writers; the great ones who can give you truths, and the lessor ones, who can only give you themselves.

Wine is a civilizing agent.