The only lies for which we are truly punished are those we tell ourselves.

It is important not to trust people too much.

In our island myth this was the prescribed end of marriages like mine: the wife goes off with someone from the Cercle Sportif, outside whose gates at night the willingly betrayed husband waits in his motorcar. The circumstances were slightly.

I have trusted to my intuition to find the subjects, and I have written intuitively. I have an idea when I start, I have a shape; but I will fully understand what I have written only after some years.

An autobiography can distort; facts can be realigned. But fiction never lies: it reveals the writer totally.

Everybody is interesting for an hour, but few people can last more than two.

It isn't that there's no right and wrong here. There's no right.