Houses are for private living, for friends, and for dogs.

If you treat life well, life is usually good to you. And I love life. There's a long-standing affair between us.

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

The questions I would have liked to ask people were: ‘Are you in love? What are you reading?

I've often found myself preferring second-rate people to supposedly superior people, simply and solely because of their uncontrollable tendency to bang themselves against the sides of life's vast lampshade like fireflies or moths.

I dreamt of being a writer once I started to read. I started to write 'Bonjour Tristesse' in bistros around the Sorbonne. I finished it, I sent it to editors. It was accepted.

I've tried very hard and I've never found any resemblance between the people I know and the people in my novels.