I don't like being successful; the subjects which sit in my head are annoyed and jealous of what has already been written.

My own experience is that once a story has been written, one has to cross out the beginning and the end. It is there that we authors do most of our lying.

A fiancé is neither this nor that: he's left one shore, but not yet reached the other.

All of life and human relations have become so incomprehensibly complex that, when you think about it, it becomes terrifying and your heart stands still.

If you wish women to love you be original; I know a man who used to wear felt boots summer and winter & women fell in love with him.

Oh, I have now a mania for shortness. Whatever I read - my own or other people's works - it all seems to me not short enough.

I think that it would be less difficult to live eternally than to be deprived of sleep throughout life.