When people ask me where I get my imagination, I simply lament, 'God, here and there, makes madness a calling.'

We are an impossibility in an impossible universe

Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.

Touch a scientist and you touch a child.

You advise me, too, not to stray far from the ground of experience, as I become weak when I enter the region of fiction; and you say, 'real experience is peren…

A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream.

When I was a little boy, they called me a liar, but now that I am grown up, they call me a writer.