Fiction should always steer clear of political considerations.

Life is lived only once. And the less seriously the better.

The only effort worth making is the one it takes to learn the geography of one's own nature.

We've never managed, either one of us, to get all the way into life. We're hanging on to the outside for all we're worth, convinced we're going to fall off at the next bump.

If you don't know why you like a thing, it is usually worth your while to attempt to find out.

I wanted to meet other artists. I suppose I simply felt that I was taking pot shots at clay pipes. Pop! Down goes Gertrude, down goes Jean Cocteau, down goes André Gide.

A black star appears, a point of darkness in the night sky's clarity. Point of darkness and gateway to repose. Reach out, pierce the fine fabric of the sheltering sky, take repose.