Happiness Comes Of The Capacity To Feel

... I Used Words Without Precautions. I Wanted To Disappear Into Them, I Fled Into The Bovaryism Of The Writer Trying To Create An Effect.

The Impossible Talked Of Is Less Impossible From The Moment Words Are Laid To It.

The Sex Even In Serious Pornography Has Less Singularity Than The Mating Of Squirrels.

The Writer - More Especially The Novelist - Who Has Not, At One Moment Or Another, Considered His Publisher Unworthy Of Him, Has Still To Be Conceived.

Sadistic Literature Is Not Only Inhumane. It Is Anti-human.