Pouring out liquor is like burning books.
I'm a failed poet. Maybe every novelist wants to write poetry ๏ฌrst, ๏ฌnds he can't, and then tries the short story, which is the most demanding form after poetry. And, failing at that, only then does he take up novel writing.
Facts and truth really don't have much to do with each other.
When ideas come, I write them; when they don't come, I don't.
Idleness breeds our better virtues.
The whiskey died away in time and was renewed and died again, but the street ran on. From that night the thousand streets ran as one street, with imperceptible corners and changes of scene.