The trade of authorship is a violent, and indestructible obsession.
Weeds are omnipresent; errors are to be found in the heart of the most lovable.
Young love needs dangers and barriers to nourish it.
I have an object, a task, let me say the word, a passion. The profession of writing is a violent and almost indestructible one.
The mind has no sex.
Fame and admiration weigh not a feather in the scale against friendship and love, for the heart languishes all the same.