I won't telephone him. I'll never telephone him again as long as I live. He'll rot in hell, before I'll call him up. You don't have to give me strength, God; I have it myself. If he wanted me, he could get me. He knows where I am. He knows I'm waiting here. He's so sure of me, so sure. I wonder why they hate you, as soon as they are sure of you.

Travel, trouble, music, art, a kiss, a frock, a rhyme -- I never said they feed my heart, but still they pass my time.

I'm not a writer with a drinking problem, I'm a drinker with a writing problem.

For a few minutes, everything is so cute that the mind reels.... And then, believe it or not, things get worse. So I shot myself.

This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.

And there was that poor sucker Flaubert rolling around on his floor for three days looking for the right word.

The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.