The theatre is certainly a place for learning about the brevity of human glory: oh all those wonderful glittering absolutely vanished pantomime! Now I shall abjure magic and become a hermit : put myself in a situation where I can honestly say that I have nothing else to do but to learn to be good.

On connecting: Where does one person end and another person begin?

Love is the perception of individuals. Love is the extremely difficult realisation that something other than oneself is real.

Starting a novel is opening a door on a misty landscape; you can still see very little but you can smell the earth and feel the wind blowing.

Love can't always do work. Sometimes it just has to look into the darkness.

A death is the most terrible of facts.

Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.