Our life is a book that writes itself and whose principal themes sometimes escape us. We are like characters in a novel who do not always understand what the author wants of them.
I enter the world called real as one enters a mist.
A child's fear is a world whose dark corners are quite unknown to grownup people; it has its sky and its abysses, a sky without stars, abysses into which no light can ever penetrate.
I am probably exaggerating a little, but I owe my equilibrium to ink and paper.
The greatest explorer on this earth never takes voyages as long as those of the man who descends to the depth of his heart.
The man I am will always raise a protest against the man I wanted to be and the two will live together to the end, but the man I wanted to be will be the one on whom judgement will be passed.
The secret is to write just anything, to dare to write just anything, because when you write just anything, you begin to say what is important.
Within ourselves is not very far and yet it is so far that one's whole life is not always long enough to get there.
A scrupulous man will never produce a great novel.
Let us hope that good authors who are bad Christians will find salvation through the books they write.
What is real is beyond all reach.
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