A phrase is born into the world both good and bad at the same time. The secret lies in a slight, an almost invisible twist. The lever should rest in your hand, getting warm, and you can only turn it once, not twice.

A well-thought-out story doesn’t need to resemble real life. Life itself tries with all its might to resemble a well-crafted story.

No iron can pierce the human heart as chillingly as a full stop placed at the right time.

No iron can stab the heart with such force as a period put just at the right place.

She would lift her peignoir above her knees and say to her husband: 'Give baby a kiss...'

When a phrase is born, it is both good and bad at the same time. The secret of its success rests in a crux that is barely discernible. One's fingertips must grasp the key, gently warming it. And then the key must be turned once, not twice.

There is no iron that can enter the human heart with such stupefying effect, as a period placed at just the right moment.