If people did not want their stories told, it would be better for them to keep away from me.

When a man publishes a book, there are so many stupid things said that he declares he'll never do it again. The praise is almost always worse than the criticism.

What's wrong with this egotism? If a man doesn't delight in himself and the force in him and feel that he and it are wonders, how is all life to become important to him?

I think the whole glory of writing lies in the fact that it forces us out of ourselves and into the lives of others.

I feel that I am writing out of a full life. I am a rich man, rich in men known, in adventures had. I am rich with living.

Interest in the lives of others, the high evaluation of these lives, what are they but the overflow of the interest a man finds in himself, the value he attributes to his own being?.

Everyone in the world is Christ and they are all crucified.