A book consists of two layers: on top, the readable layer ... and underneath, a layer that was inaccessible. You only sense its existence in a moment of distraction from the literal reading, the way you see childhood through a child. It would take forever to tell what you see, and it would be pointless.

I see journalists as the manual workers, the laborers of the word. Journalism can only be literature when it is passionate.

...as long as nothing happens between them, the memory is cursed with what hasn't happened.

People come to Paris, to the capital, to give their lives a sense of belonging, of an almost mythical participation in society.

It's only women who are not really quite women at all, frivolous women who have no idea, who neglect repairs.

Alcohol doesn't console, it doesn't fill up anyone's psychological gaps, all it replaces is the lack of God.

I know all one can know when one knows nothing.