The masters of the comic spirit are often our prophets.

Movies have now reached the same stage as sex - it's all technique and no feeling.

Why is it that beautiful women never seem to have curiosity? Is it because they know they're classical? With classical things the Lord finished the job. Ordinary ugly people know they're deficient and they go on looking for the pieces.

A satirist, often in danger himself, has the bravery of knowing that to withhold wit's conjecture is to endanger the species.

[On Watermelon Man:] ... it is impossible to look at this film without its giving you a share in its insane bad taste, which is rather companionable of it.

Rosalia is dressed in raven clothes forty years too old for her, so that she seems to be in mourning for her life.

Black and white are the most ravishing colors of all in film.