The unusual is only found in a very small percentage, except in literary creations, and that is exactly what makes literature.

I think it is vanity to want to put into a story anything but the story itself.

When one wants to write, one writes. If one is condemned to write, one writes.

I'm such a jerk; it had never occurred to me that when we look at a photo from the front, the eyes reproduce exactly the position and the vision of the lens; it's these things that are taken for granted and it never occurs to anyone to think about them.

Now that I think about it, it seems to me that’s what Idiocy is: the ability to be enthusiastic all the time about anything you like, so that a drawing on the wall does not have to be diminished by the memory of the frescoes of Giotto in Padua.

Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are.

The mysterious does not spell itself out in capital letters, as many writers believe, but is always between, an interstice.