He thought that the rose was to be found in its own eternity and not in his words; and that we may mention or allude to a thing, but not express it.

All theories are legitimate, no matter. What matters is what you do with them.

That one individual should awaken in another memories that belong to still a third is an obvious paradox.

All literature, is, finally autobiographical.

The mathematical sciences wield their particular language made of digits and signs, no less subtle than any other.

When I feel I'm going to write something, then I just am quiet and I try to listen. Then something comes through. And I do what I can in order not to tamper with it.

Besides, rereading, not reading, is what counts.