The novel I am constantly writing is always the same one, and it might be described as a variously sliced-up or torn-apart book of myself.

How uninteresting interesting things can become.

The novel I am constantly writing is always the same one, and it might be described as a variously sliced-up or torn-apart book of myself.

To the question: How do the authors of sketches, stories and novels get along in life, the following answer can or must be given: They are stragglers and they are down at heel.

Every sensitive person carries in himself old cities enclosed by ancient walls

At least we should learn to understand our fellow beings, for we are powerless to stop their misery, their ignominy, their suffering, their weakness, and their death.

It doesn't take much to show love, but at some time or another in your, praise God, disastrous life you must have felt, honestly and simply, what love is and how love likes to behave.