In all fiction, when a man is faced with alternatives he chooses one at the expense of others.

If space is infinite, we may be at any point in space. If time is infinite, we may be at any point in time.

Besides, rereading, not reading, is what counts.

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

A system is nothing more than the subordination of all aspects of the universe to any one of such aspects.

A writer, or any man, must believe that whatever happens to him is an instrument; everything has been given for an end. This is even stronger in the case of the artist. Everything that happens, including humiliations, embarrassments, misfortunes, all has been given like clay, like material for one's art. One must accept it.

Writing long books is a laborious and impoverishing act of foolishness: expanding in five hundred pages an idea that could be perfectly explained in a few minutes. A better procedure is to pretend that those books already exist and to offer a summary, a commentary.