Madness is always fascinating, for it reveals the ungluing we all secretly fear: the mind taking off from the body, the possibility that the magnet that attaches us to a context in the world can lose its grip.

As so often happens in marriage, roles that had begun almost playfully, to give line and shape to our lives, had hardened like suits of armor and taken us prisoner.

[On swingers:] They have gone from Puritanism into promiscuity without passing through sensuality.

There are two cinemas: the films we have actually seen and the memories we have of them.

There are very few heroines in literature who have defined their lives morally rather than romantically and likewise but a handful in film.

I would trade many an art-film classic for the final exchange between Redford and Streisand in front of the Plaza.

The mammary fixation is the most American of the sex fetishes.