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

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

The party of God and the party of Literature have more in common than either will admit their texts may conflict, but their bigotries coincide. Both insist on being the sole custodians of the true word and its only interpreters.

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

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?

At last, after innumerable glamorous and frightful years, mankind approaches a war which is totally predictable from beginning to end.