Writing only leads to more writing.
If I can't have too many truffles, I'll do without truffles.
A happy childhood is poor preparation for human contacts.
What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner.
A few days later, I found my mother beneath the tree, motionless with excitement, her head turned toward the heavens in which she would allow human religions no place.
There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.