Nothing can happen nowhere. The locale of the happening always colours the happening, and often, to a degree, shapes it.

Nobody speaks the truth when there's something they must have.

Not only is there no question of solitude, but in the long run we may not choose our company.

All my life I have said, "Whatever happens there will always be tables and chairs"--and what a mistake.

Certain books come to meet me, as do people.

Everything is very quiet, the streets are never crowded, and the people one dislikes are out of town.

There's something so showy about desperation, it takes hard wits to see it's a grandiose form of funk.