You may talk. And I may listen. And miracles might happen.

There isn't any me. I'm you. Don't make up a separate me.

Never fall in love?" "Always," said the count. "I am always in love.

After writing a story I was always empty and both sad and happy, as though I had made love.

A wine shop was open and I went in for some coffee. It smelled of early morning, of swept dust, spoons in coffee-glasses and the wet circles left by wine glasses.

Once writing has become your major vice and greatest pleasure only death can stop it.

The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.