Africans need to be kicked, that's the only thing they understand.

I profoundly feel that people are letting you down all the time.

You need someone to see what you've done, to read it and to understand it and to appreciate what's gone into it.

If ever you wish to meet intellectual frauds in quantity, go to Paris.

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.

If a writer doesn't generate hostility, he is dead.

I became very interested in the Islamic question, and thought I would try to understand it from the roots, ask very simple questions and somehow make a narrative of that discovery.