Once in Africa I lost the corkscrew and we were forced to live off food and water for weeks.

They can't yank a novelist like they can a pitcher. A novelist has to go the full nine, even if it kills him.

To have come on all this new world of writing, with time to read in a city like Paris where there was a way of living well and working, no matter how poor you were, was like having a great treasure given to you.

My heart's broken,' he thought. 'If I feel this way my heart must be broken.

Why should anybody be interested in some old man who was a failure?

Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a strange life.

If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.