But what had happened, had happened, and it was no longer possible to right anything.

I think I am a much better actor than I have allowed myself to be.

The novel is a territory where one does not make assertions; it is a territory of play and of hypotheses.

Necessity knows no magic formulae-they are all left to chance. If a love is to be unforgettable, fortuities must immediately start fluttering down to it like birds to Francis of Assisi's shoulders.

In the realm of totalitarian kitsch, all answers are given in advance and preclude any questions.

But man, because he has only one life to live, cannot conduct experiments to test whether to follow his passion (compassion) or not.

She is sadder and sadder, and for a man there is no balm more soothing than the sadness he has caused a woman.