What was it to love someone, what was love exactly, and why did it end or not end? Those were the real questions, and who could answer them?

The first person you should think of pleasing, in writing a book, is yourself. If you can amuse yourself for the length of time it takes to write a book, the publisher and the readers can and will come later.

Honestly, I don't understand why people get so worked up about a little murder!

Dusk was falling quickly. It was just after 7 P.M., and the month was October.

My imagination functions much better when I don't have to speak to people.

I find the public passion for justice quite boring and artificial.

He loved possessions, not masses of them, but a select few that he did not part with.They gave a man self-respect. Not ostentation but quality, and the love that cherished the quality. Possessions reminded him that he existed, and made him enjoy his existence. It was as simple as that. And wasn' t that worth something? He existed.