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

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?

Words, isolated in the velvet of radio, took on a jeweled particularity. Television has quite the opposite effect: words are drowned in the visual soup in which they are obliged to be served.

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.

We thought philosophy ought to be patient and unravel people's mental blocks. Trouble with doing that is, once you've unravelled them, their heads fall off.

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

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