Heaven and earth conspire that everything which has been, be rooted and reduced to dust. Only the dreamers, who dream while awake, call back the shadows of the past and braid nets from the unspun thread.

When the time comes I will go joyfully. Whatever may be there, it will be real, without complication, without ridicule, without deception.

When a writer tries to explain too much, he's out of time before he begins.

No technological achievements can mitigate the disappointment of modern man, his loneliness, his feeling of inferiority, and his fear of war, revolution and terror. Not only has our generation lost faith in Providence but also in man himself, in his institutions and often in those who are nearest to him.

The soul never dies and the body is never really alive.

The second half of the twentieth century is a complete flop.

A story to me means a plot where there is some surprise... Because this is how life is full of surprises.