This is something that I cannot get over -- that a whole line could be written by half a man, that a work could be built on the quicksand of a character.

Psychoanalysis is the mental illness it purports to cure

Satire that the censor understands is rightly censored.

Many desire to kill me, and many wish to spend an hour chatting with me. The law protects me from the former.

If children had been told that they could not blow their noses, this alone would make adults blush.

No ideas and the ability to express them - that's a journalist.

They judge lest they be judged.