There is only one school of literature - that of talent.

The lost glove is happy.

Curiously enough, one cannot read a book; one can only reread it. A good reader, a major reader, and active and creative reader is a rereader.

The more gifted and talkative one's characters are, the greater the chances of their resembling the author in tone or tint of mind.

To begin with, let us take the following motto...Literature is Love. Now we can continue.

Complacency is a state of mind that exists only in retrospective: it has to be shattered before being ascertained.

I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She was only the dead-leaf echo of the nymphet from long ago - but I loved her, this Lolita, pale and polluted and big with another man's child. She could fade and wither - I didn't care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face.