I Write Fast, Because I Have Not

Madame....gloatingly Savored Her Words As Earlier She Had Savored Her Pig's Trotter.

I'm A Bit Like A Sponge. When I'm Not Writing I Absorb Life Like Water. When I Write I Squeeze The Sponge A Little - And Out Comes, Not Water But Ink.

The Fact That We Are I Don't Know How Many Millions Of People, Yet Communication, Complete Communication, Is Completely Impossible Between Two Of Those People, Is To Me One Of The Biggest Tragic Themes In The World

A Novelist Is A Man Who Doesn't Like His Mother.

I Saw Mussolini Tirelessly Contemplate A Parade Of Thousands Of Young Men.