I Drink To Make Other People Interesting.

The Notion That As A Man Grows Older His Illusions Leave Him Is Not Quite True. What Is True Is That His Early Illusions Are Supplanted By New, And To Him, Equally Convincing Illusions.

Great Art Is As Irrational As Great Music. It Is Mad With Its Own Loveliness.

Common Sense, In So Far As It Exists, Is All For The Bourgeoisie. Nonsense Is The Privilege Of The Aristocracy. The Worries Of The World Are For The Common People.

Musicals Are To The Theater What Wines Are To A Substantial Dinner.

Marriage Is Based On The Theory That When A Man Discovers A Brand Of Beer Exactly To His Taste, He Should At Once Throw Up His Job And Go To Work Inthe Brewery.