Excessive concern with religion seems to me a last resort for people who have been exhausted by life.
Happy is he who can give himself up.
The real malady is fear of life, not of death
At my age it is unseemly to be pessimistic.
I started writing while I was a little boy. Maybe it's because I was reading a lot of books I admired, and thought that I would like to write something like that someday. Also, my love for good writing pushed me.
Winning Nobel imposed on me a lifestyle to which I am not used and which I would not have preferred.