A sure sign of a lunatic is that sooner or later, he brings up the Templars.

Sometimes you say things with a smile with the precise intention of making it clear that you are not being serious, and are only kidding. If I salute a friend with a smile and say, "How are you, you old scoundrel!" clearly I don't really mean he's a scoundrel.

You don't fall in love because you fall in love; you fall in love because of the need, desperate, to fall in love. when you feel that need, you have to watch your step: like having drunk a philter, the kind that makes you fall in love with the first thing you meet. It could be a duck-billed platypus.

I think of myself as a serious professor who, during the weekend, writes novels.

The function of memory is not only to preserve, but also to throw away. If you remembered everything from your entire life, you would be sick.

Books are menaced by books. Any excess of information produces silence.

If you interact with things in your life, everything is constantly changing. And if nothing changes, you're an idiot.