Sick in my soul I tried to face the ordeal of seeking forgiveness. From whom? What God, what Christ? They were myths I once believed and now they were beliefs I felt were myths.

Sick in my soul I tried to face the ordeal of seeking forgiveness. From whom? What God, what Christ? They were myths I once believed and now they were beliefs I felt were myths.

Arturo Bandini: -What does happiness mean to you Camilla? Camilla: -That you can fall in love with whoever you want to, and not feel ashamed of it.

Like my father, I am very impatient. I have a strong bullshit detector. I may finish one book in twenty that I have started.

Almighty God, I am sorry I am now an atheist, but have You read Nietzsche?

Literary criticism is generally bunk. Nonsense. Usually based on self-serving post-intellectual bullshit.

I write every morning. Two hours. Then I take a break and become my own secretary for a few hours. If I am "hot" I write in the afternoon and at night too.