They teach anything in universities today. You can major in mud pies.

Personally, I don't like a girlfriend to have a husband. If she'll fool her husband, I figure she'll fool me.

Paris is the playwright's delight. New York is the home of directors. London, however, is the actor's city, the only one in the world. In London, actors are given their head.

Only very intelligent people don't wish they were in politics, and I'm dumb enough to want to be in there.

Our works in stone, in paint, in print, are spared, some of them, for a few decades or a millennium or two, but everything must finally fall in war, or wear away into the ultimate and universal ash - the triumphs, the frauds, the treasures and the fakes. A fact of life: we're going to die. "Be of good heart," cry the dead artists out of the living past. "Our songs will all be silenced, but what of it? Go on singing." Maybe a man's name doesn't matter all that much.

I hate women, hate them generally, not in particular but in an abstract way. I hate them because one never really learns anything about them. They are inscrutable.

There are three intolerable things in life - cold coffee, lukewarm champagne, and overexcited women.