I live in a grey world, rather like the silver screen world. But yellow stands out.

As a boy, I used to marvel that the letters in a closed book did not get scrambled and lost overnight.

Many of the characters are fools and they're always playing tricks on me and treating me badly.

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

At the beginning of their careers many writers have a need to overwrite. They choose carefully turned-out phrases; they want to impress their readers with their large vocabularies. By the excesses of their language, these young men and women try to hide their sense of inexperience. With maturity the writer becomes more secure in his ideas. He finds his real tone and develops a simple and effective style.

We accept reality so readily - perhaps because we sense that nothing is real.

We have stopped believing in progress. What progress that is !