I think [Alain Robbe-Grillet] a good writer, but he speaks to the comfortable bourgeoisie.

I think of death only with tranquility, as an end. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it.

your judgement judges you and defines you

In a country lacking leaders, in Africa, for instance, how could a native educated in Europe refuse to become a professor, even at the price of his literary vocation?

What is boredom? It is when there is simultaneously too much and not enough.

Do you think I can read [Alain] Robbe-Grillet in an underdeveloped country? He does not feel himself maimed.

One cannot become a saint when one works sixteen hours a day.