Great restaurants are, of course, nothing but mouth-brothels. There is no point in going to them if one intends to keep one’s belt buckled.

As Oscar Wilde should have said, when bad ideas have nowhere else to go, they emigrate to America and become university courses.

The television critic, whatever his pretensions, does not labour in the same vineyard as those he criticizes; his grapes are all sour.

Truth may be stranger than fiction, but fiction is truer.