Certain blood will be given for half certain reasons, as in all wars.

A novel is balanced between a few true impressions and the multitude of false ones that make up most of what we call life.

The body, she says, is subject to the force of gravity. But the soul is ruled by levity, pure.

Everybody needs his memories. They keep the wolf of insignificance from the door.

I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about the journalists; we can only hope that they will die off as the deerflies do towards the end of August.

We are all such accidents. We do not make up history and culture. We simply appear, not by our own choice. We make what we can of our condition with the means available. We must accept the mixture as we find it - the impurity of it, the tragedy of it, the hope of it.

Boredom is the conviction that you can't change ... the shriek of unused capacities.