A good book ... leaves you wanting to reread the book. A great book compels you to reread your own soul.

The path to survival was to never give up on the small things.

When forging money, I had always salved my conscience by concluding that I was merely extending the lie of commerce.

I'm afraid a lot of people have lost a lot of money over the years betting on me.

One cannot distinguish between human and non-human acts. One cannot point, one cannot say this man here is a man and that man there is a devil.

The idea of the past is as useless as the idea of the future. Both could be invoked by anybody about anything. There is never any more beauty than there is now. There is no more joy or wonder or sorrow than there is now, nor perfection, nor any more evil nor any more good than there is now.

I think it's common sense to shy away from the erotic. Perhaps this grand experiment, which started with Lady Chatterley's Lover, of seeing what you can write and how you can write about sex, has reached a certain weary terminus with Fifty Shades of Grey.