The novel moves like all the arts. It's transforming itself all the time.

Suspicion is one of the morbid reactions by which an organism defends itself and seeks another equilibrium.

All psychological research is completely barred by the interpretations of the psychoanalysts. Everything happens in the unconscious, and I don't know what this unconscious is.

For me, the poetry in a work is that which makes visible the invisible.

I have never sought the reason why I write.

I don't admire Freud as much as some people do. Imagine Shakespeare being aware of the Oedipal complex when he wrote Hamlet. It would have been a disaster.

Women have seen that they have locked themselves up with feminist writing.