Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work.

When action grows unprofitable, gather information; when information grows unprofitable, sleep.

How absurd men are! They never use the liberties they have, they demand those they do not have. They have freedom of thought, they demand freedom of speech.

In the case of news, we should always wait for the sacrament of confirmation.

History does not merely touch on language, but takes place in it.

I live by good soup, and not on fine language.

Language is a part of our organism and no less complicated than it.

No one gossips about other people’s secret virtues.

Making a film means, first of all, to tell a story. That story can be an improbable one, but it should never be banal. It must be dramatic and human. What is drama, after all, but life with the dull bits cut out?

The more the pleasures of the body fade away, the greater to me is the pleasure and charm of conversation.

Words pay no debts.

I sometimes think of what future historians will say of us. A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the papers.

Language ought to be the joint creation of poets and manual workers.