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

[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.

The masters of the comic spirit are often our prophets.

jokes are ideally pleasurable. They are an act of assassination without a corpse, a moment of total annihilation that paradoxically makes anything possible.

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

It [humor] inhabits the marginal.

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