It's no good. I've been trying to sleep for the last half-hour, and I can't. Writing here is a sort of drug. It's the only thing I look forward to. This afternoon I read what I wrote... And it seemed vivid. I know it seems vivid because my imagination fills in all the bits another person wouldn't understand. I mean, it's vanity. But it seems a sort of magic... And I just can't live in this present. I would go mad if I did

That was the tragedy. Not that one man had the courage to be evil. But that millions had not the courage to be good.

All novelists should live in two different worlds: a real one and an unreal one.

Content is a word unknown to life; it is also a word unknown to man.

Greece is like a mirror. It makes you suffer. Then you learn.' To live alone?' To live. With what you are.

Man is about to be deprived of a great pole - work routine. The nightmare of capitalist society is unemployment; the nightmare of cybernetic society will be employment.

There is no plan. All is hazard. And the only thing that will preserve us is ourselves.