Literature is a defense against the attacks of life. It says to life: You can't deceive me. I know your habits, foresee and enjoy watching all your reactions, and steal your secret by involving you in cunning obstructions that halt your normal flow.

There comes a day when, for someone who has persecuted us, we feel only indifference, a weariness at his stupidity. Then we forgive him.

No woman marries for money; they are all clever enough, before marrying a millionaire, to fall in love with him first.

To know the world, one must construct it

Perfect behavior is born of complete indifference. Perhaps this is why we always love madly someone who treats us with indifference.

The slowness of time, for a man who knows nothing will happen, is brutal.

A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man - the one he used to be.