It's much more important to write than to be written about.

Inspiration gives no warnings.

But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.

Fame is very agreeable, but the bad thing is that it goes on 24 hours a day.

Let me stay here," he said. "There was soap.

How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!

Love becomes greater and nobler in calamity.