Thus my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.

For me, beauty is a physical sensation, something we feel with our whole body. It is not the result of judgement. We do not arrive at it by way of rules. We either feel beauty or we don't.

The art of writing is mysterious, the opinions we hold are ephemeral.

My advanced age has taught me the resignation of being Borges.

Israelites, Christians and Muslims profess immortality, but the veneration they render this world proves they believe only in it, since they destine all other worlds, in infinite number, to be its reward or punishment.

A writer needs loneliness, and he gets his share of it. He needs love, and he gets shared and also unshared love. He needs friendship. In fact, he needs the universe. To be a writer is, in a sense, to be a day-dreamer - to be living a kind of double life.

God must not engage in theology. The writer must not destroy by human reasonings the faith that art requires of us.