Why are there no great women artists?' sounds as ignorant of human geography as the query 'Why are there no Eskimo tennis teams?

Americans and their desire to be novelists, the American novel should be listed in medical dictionaries alongside Megalomania and Obsessional Neuroses.

how the French can talk. About a stew, about a fly on the parapet, about death, about anything.

Oh, save me God, but not quite yet.

Lovers, children, heroes, none of them do we fantasize as extravagantly as we fantasize our parents.

The vast Pacific ocean would always remain the islanders' great solace, escape and nourishment, the amniotic fluid that would keep them hedonistic and aloof, guarded, gentle and mysterious.

Mine [parents] started out more from scratch, because I'm constantly aware of what they suffered in the war.