There is a shortage of clerks. Everyone is going into journalism.

Most people are sick. But only a few know that this is something they can be proud of. These are the psychoanalysts.

There are writers who can express in as little as twenty pages what I occasionally need as many as two for.

A snob is unreliable. The work he praises might just be good.

Cosmetics is the science of a woman's cosmos.

There is no more unfortunate creature under the sun than a fetishist who yearns for a woman's shoe and has to settle for the whole woman.

Sentimental irony is a dog that bays at the moon while pissing on graves.