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

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

It's a question of not copying the masters, to look for something, good or bad, for oneself. To enter this liberated state of mind, one cannot copy the others.

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.

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

We're swallowed up only when we are willing for it to happen.