What, when drunk, one sees in other women, one sees in Garbo sober. (p. 79)

Welles is at once as abnormal and as natural as Niagara Falls. (p. 65)

All writing is an antisocial act, since the writer is a man who can speak freely only when alone; to be himself he must lock himself up, to communicate he must…

One would have thought that the notion of an impersonal critic was as patently absurd as that of an impersonal person: yet playwrights still cherish it as a so…

Nocte latent mendae, vitioque ignoscitur omni, Horaque formosam quamlibet illa facit.

Trust a girl of sixteen for knowing well if she is pretty; concerning her plainness she may be ignorant.

The motion of the stars over our heads is as much an illusion as that of the cows, trees and churches that flash past the windows of our train.