I am at home everywhere, and nowhere. I am never a stranger and I never quite belong.

The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.

If each one of us could make just one other happy, the whole world would know happiness.

I'm a bit like a sponge. When I'm not writing I absorb life like water. When I write I squeeze the sponge a little - and out comes, not water but ink.

I have made love to ten thousand women.

For 30 years I have tried to make it understood that there are no criminals.

We live in a time when writers do not always have barriers around them