The trouble with European cities is that they are drenched in their history, almost all of which is terrible.

However low a man sinks he never reaches the level of the police.

As far as I know, you can fancy someone, you can enjoy their company or you can wish them well. But what being in love is, I don't know.

It may be true that artists adopt a flamboyant appearance, but it's also true that people who look funny get stuck with the arts.

Central Europe is full of little countries standing shoulder to shoulder with no window to the sea. They are like the passengers in a rush-hour train which has stopped between stations for three centuries. And they all hate one another. And they're all crushed together waving their national flags, clanking their national chains, jabbering their national language.

God is so angry. All that power, and so mean with it.

Masturbation is not only an expression of self-regard: it is also the natural emotional outlet of those who...have already accepted as inevitable the wide gulf between their real futures and the expectations of their fantasies.