Warmth, perfume, rugs, soft lights, books. They do not appease me. I am aware of time passing, of all the world contains that I have not seen, of all the interesting people I have not met.

The enemy of a love is never outside, it's not a man or woman, it's what we lack in ourselves.

There are many ways to be free. One of them is to transcend reality by imagination, as I try to do.

When you make a world tolerable for yourself, you make a world tolerable for others.

Nowhere is inhumanity more revealed than in hospitals.

Secrets. Need to disguise. The novel was born of this.

We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds.