We should tackle reality in a slightly jokey way, otherwise we miss its point.

after all the work of the philosophers on his soul and the doctors on his body, what can we really say we know about a man? That he is, when all is said and done, just a passage for liquids and solids, a pipe of flesh.

Comedians are the nearest to suicide.

I suppose the secret of his success is in his tremendous idleness which almost approaches the supernatural.

History is an endless repetition of the wrong way of living.

Music is only love looking for words.

A taste older than meat, older than wine. A taste as old as cold water.