Satire is the disease of art.

I have three kinds of friends: those who love me, those who pay no attention to me, and those who detest me.

We take our colors, chameleon-like, from each other.

One can be certain that every generally held idea, every received notion, will be idiocy because it has been able to appeal to the majority

Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death.

It is when their age of passions is past that great men produce their masterpieces, just as it is after volcanic eruptions that the soil is most fertile.

If taking vitamins doesn't keep you healthy enough, try more laughter: The most wasted of all days is that on which one has not laughed.