Talent is a long patience.

In my view, the novelist has no right to express his opinions on the things of this world. In creating, he must imitate God: do his job and then shut up.

What is glory? It is to have a lot of nonsense talked about you.

What is the beautiful, if not the impossible.

What seems to me the highest and the most difficult achievement of Art is not to make us laugh or cry, or to rouse our lust or our anger, but to do as nature does-that is, fill us with wonderment.

It seems to me that I have always existed and that I possess memories that date back to the Pharaohs.

Doubt … is an illness that comes from knowledge and leads to madness.