Reality Favors Symmetry.

What You Really Value Is What You Miss, Not What You Have.

The Central Problem Of Novel-writing Is Causality.

I Have Preferred To Teach My Students Not English Literature But My Love For Certain Authors, Or, Even Better, Certain Pages, Or Even Better Than That, Certain Lines. One Falls In Love With A Line, Then With A Page, Then With An Author. Well, Why Not? It Is A Beautiful Process.

Time Is The Substance From Which I Am Made. Time Is A River Which Carries Me Along, But I Am The River; It Is A Tiger That Devours Me, But I Am The Tiger; It Is A Fire That Consumes Me, But I Am The Fire.

When Writers Die They Become Books, Which Is, After All, Not Too Bad An Incarnation.