Around here, we're as happy as God in France.

When I'm writing I get easily bored.

I am not a great planner, so I have just a vague idea. And then I start to find out what kind of book I actually want to write.

The stupid woman is the one who thinks she doesn’t need any help.

If I had to give a definition of happiness, it would be this: happiness needs nothing but itself; it doesn’t have to be validated.

In one way or another, every parent is curious what their children... what are they doing when we don't see?... What double lives are they leading? Is there something else?

Around here, we're as happy as God in France.