Thought flies and words go on foot.

A child's fear is a world whose dark corners are quite unknown to grownup people; it has its sky and its abysses, a sky without stars, abysses into which no light can ever penetrate.

The secret is to write just anything, to dare to write just anything, because when you write just anything, you begin to say what is important.

Yesterday, happiness came in suddenly, as it used to, and remained for a moment in the great, dark, silent drawing room.

Our life is a book that writes itself and whose principal themes sometimes escape us. We are like characters in a novel who do not always understand what the author wants of them.

Thoughts fly and words go on foot. Therein lies all the drama of a writer.

I enter the world called real as one enters a mist.