Art is the triumph over chaos.
That's the way I remember them, heading for an exit.
I do not understand the capricious lewdness of the sleeping mind.
Fear tastes like a rusty knife and do not let her into your house.
It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.
Fiction is experimentation; when it ceases to be that, it ceases to be fiction.
I can't write without a reader. It's precisely like a kiss - you can't do it alone.
Wisdom is the knowledge of good and evil, not the strength to choose between the two.
Homesickness is nothing. Fifty percent of the people in the world are homesick all the time.
Wisdom we know is the knowledge of good and evil, not the strength to choose between the two.