Scott Buchanan . . . taught me that the questions that can be answered are not worth asking.

The American goes to Paris, always has, and comes back and tells his neighbor, always does, how exorbitant and inhospitable it is, how rapacious and selfish and unaccommodating and unresponsive it is, how dirty and noisy it is-and the next summer his neighbor goes to Paris.

The art of dying graciously is nowhere advertised, in spite of the fact that its market potential is great.

The marvels - of film, radio, and television - are marvels of one-way communication, which is not communication at all.