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

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.

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

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

Mass communication communicates massively: its language lacks precise articulation and avoids demanding terms; it argues for the kind of behavior in life which will make a "good program": ethic equals showbiz.

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

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.