“Savez-vous que c'est cause de cette recherche de ce que j'appellerais les compensations, cette rechercher d'un bonheur malgr tout, que naissent les manies et, souvent, les dsquilibres.”

“I would like to carve my novel in a piece of wood. My charactersI would like to have them heavier, more three-dimensional ... My characters have a profession, have characteristics; you know their a...”

“Sunday lay so heavily in the air as to become almost nauseating. Maigret used to claim openly, half seriously, half in fun, that he had always had the knack of sensing a Sunday from his bed, withou...”

“At five-thirty the rain began to fall in great, heavy drops which bounced off the pavement before they spread out into black spots. At the same time thunder rumbled from the direction of Charenton ...”

“The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.”

“Writing is not a profession but a vocation of unhappiness.”

“They had killed themselves over our dying forests, over manatees maimed by propellers as they surfaced to drink from garden hoses; they had killed themselves at the sight of used tires stacked high...”

“The world seemed to shimmer a little at the edges.”

“If we cannot accept the importance of the world, which considers itself important, if in the midst of that world our laughter finds no echo, we have but one choice: to take the world as a whole and...”

“Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldnt have. Maybe theres a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibi...”

“pain is pondering about past and wishing to relive those moments even after knowing it's impossible.”

“My mind is sharp, my luck is fast, nothing is impossible for me.”

“I am the perfect version of me.”

“But if you tame me, then weshall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, Ishall be unique in all the world.”

“I don't want the world to keep turning without me on it.”