Life is a long failure of understanding ... a long, mistaken shutting of the heart.

Everything human is alien to me.

I know you have it in you, Guy," Anne said suddenly at the end of a silence, "the capacity to be terribly happy.

Life is a long failure of understanding ... a long, mistaken shutting of the heart.

How was it possible to be afraid and in love... The two things did not go together. How was it possible to be afraid, when the two of them grew stronger together every day? And every night. Every night was different, and every morning. Together they possessed a miracle.

That wasn't a bad price for a first book. My agent upped it as much as possible. I was 27 and had nothing behind me. I was working like a fool to earn a living and pay for my apartment

One situation – maybe one alone – could drive me to murder: family life, togetherness.