Another reason I think the novel will survive is that the reader has to work in a novel. In a film, you are presented with someone else's imagination exactly bodied out. The marvelous thing about a novel is that every reader will imagine even the very simplest sentence slightly differently.

Liking other people is an illusion we have to cherish in ourselves if we are to live in society.

He was one of the most supremely stupid men I have ever met. He taught me a great deal.

He's not human; he's an empty space disguised as a human.

And I just can't live in this present. I would go mad if I did.

It was too exactly as imagined to be true. But I felt as gladly and expectantly disorientated, as happily and alertly alone, as Alice in Wonderland.

The best wines take the longest to mature.