But, in her life, nothing was going to happen. Such was the will of God! The future was a dark corridor, and at the far end the door was bolted.

Years passed; and he endured the idleness of his intelligence and the inertia of his heart.

Success as I see it is a result, not a goal.

Life must be a constant education; one must learn everything, from speaking to dying.

The artist must be in his work as God is in creation, invisible and all-powerful; one must sense him everywhere but never see him.

It is necessary to sleep upon the pillow of doubt.

What stops me from taking myself seriously, even though I am essentially a serious person, is that I find myself extremely ridiculous, not in the sense of the small-scale ridiculousness of slap-stick comedy, but rather in the sense of ridiculousness that seems intrinsic to human life and that manifests itself in the simplest actions and the most extraordinary gestures.