In a country like France, so ancient, their history is full of outstanding people, so they carry a heavy weight on their back. Who could write in French after Proust or Flaubert?

It's my own personal unconscious that ultimately creates the novel's aesthetic facade.

I write novels because there is something I don't understand in reality.

I like the beauty of Faulkner's poetry. But I don't like his themes, not at all.

I don't want to name names, but the least I can say about rock and roll is that I'm suspicious.

What's better, a poetic intuition or an intellectual work? I think they complement each other.

If the novelist shares his or her problems with the characters, he or she is able to study his personal unconscious.