A scrupulous man will never produce a great novel.
I am probably exaggerating a little, but I owe my equilibrium to ink and paper.
Anti-clericalism and non-belief, have their bigots just as orthodoxy does.
I enter the world called real as one enters a mist.
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.
Let us hope that good authors who are bad Christians will find salvation through the books they write.