He was a sociologist; he had got into an intellectual muddle early on in life and never managed to get out.

... half the world starves. What a planet. And the eating, if you're lucky enough to do any. Stuffing pieces of dead animals into a hole in your face. Then munch, munch, munch. If there's anybody watching, they must be dying of laughter.

there is a natural tribal hostility between the married and the unmarried. I cannot stand the shows so often quite instinctively put on by married people to insinuate that they are not only more fortunate but in some way more moral than you are.

There is nothing like the bootless solitude of those who are caged together.

All art deals with the absurd and aims at the simple. Good art speaks truth, indeed is truth, perhaps the only truth.

Every man needs two women: a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.

It is not enough that I succeed, everyone else must fail.