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.

One can't write for all readers. A poet cannot write for people who don't like poetry.

Neither reproaches nor encouragements are able to revive a faith that is waning.

I have often heard that the novel is dead. But I see novels produced, I don't know how many a week, in France. I have the impression it's carrying along quite well.

Television has lifted the manufacture of banality out of the sphere of handicraft and placed it in that of a major industry.

It's the duty of all novelists, all painters, all musicians, all people who try to make art move: to look for something they feel authentically, without paying attention to styles.

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