Take whatever you can from others, and when there is nothing left, forget about them.

Physical comfort has nothing to do with any other comfort.

And really the purpose of art - for me, fiction - is to alert, to indicate to stop, to say: Make certain that when you rush through you will not miss the moment which you might have had, or might still have.

In London, the weather would affect me negatively. I react strongly to light. If it is cloudy and raining, there are clouds and rain in my soul.

I am inspired by human sexuality. The act itself is mechanical and holds little interest to me.

I can create countries just as I can create the actions of my characters. That is why a lot of travel seems to me a waste of time.

My choice of a life of adventure may well have been a result of the fact that action raised my blood pressure giving me enough energy to live.