Creativity is suspended between memory and forgetting.

As to my writing short pieces, there are two reasons I can give you. The first is my invincible laziness. The second is that I've always been fond of short stories, and it always took me some trouble to get through a novel.

I have committed the worst of sins one can commit... I have not been happy.

His life, measured in space and time, will take up a mere few lines, which my ignorance will abbreviate further.

You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened.

Then I reflect that all things happen, happen to one, precisely now. Century follows century, and things happen only in the present. There are countless men in the air, on land and at sea, and all that really happens happens to me.

He was very religious; he believed that he had a secret pact with God which exempted him from doing good in exchange for prayers and piety.