If there were a Mount Rushmore of American humor, Terry Southern would be the mountain they'd carve it from

Television doesn't want to admit it has those dreadful roach ads on anyway.

It's an end of the world I guess. I guess you'd currently call it disaster movie. But really they weren't disaster movies. They were more end of the world movies. This is more an end of the world movie.

The transformation scene, where man is becoming insect and insect has become at least man and beyond that - a flying, godlike, shimmering, diaphanous, beautiful creature.

A Madagascar Hissing Roach chasing Jerry Lewis. That would be a really neat treat.

You only live once and, usually, not even then.

Living well and ripping your enemy's still-beating heart out with your bare hands is the best revenge.