I like nicotine because it excites my brain and helps me work.

It is necessary to meditate early, and often, on the art of dying to succeed later in doing it properly just once.

I was in a maze. No matter which way I turned, it was the wrong way.

"Then we are living in a place abandoned by God," I said, disheartened. "Have you found any places where God would have felt at home?" William asked me, looking down from his great height.

A library's ideal function is to be a little bit like a bouquiniste's stall, a place for trouvailles.

The Art of the Romance, though warning us that it is providing fictions, opens a door into the Palace of Absurdity, and when we have lightly stepped inside, slams it shut behind us.

I love the smell of book ink in the morning.