It is healthier to see the good points of others than to analyze our own bad ones.

All my life, I will continue obstinately to write about love, solitude and passion among the kind of people I know. The rest don't interest me.

At night, time becomes a calm sea. It goes on for ever.

I have loved to the point of madness; That which is called madness, That which to me, Is the only sensible way to love.

I found myself both touched and irritated by the discovery that she was vulnerable.

I recognize limitations in the sense that I've read Tolstoy and Dostoyevsky and Shakespeare . . . Aside from that I don't think of limiting myself.

I had a strong desire to write and some free time.