Occupation: Novelist Birth: June 13, 1917 Death: April 26, 2005
What happens is that your wretched memory remembers the words and forgets what's behind them.
It is not by believing but by doubting that one can attain to the truth, which is ever changing form and condition..
To write does not mean to convert the real into words but to make the power of the word real..
Forms disappear, words remain, to signify the impossible..
There is always time to take more time..
Facts can't be recounted; much less twice over, and far less still by different persons. I've already drummed that thoroughly into your head..
The things that have come into being change continually. The man with a good memory remembers nothing because he forgets nothing..
The great principle of Justice: prevent crime rather than punish it. All that is needed to execute a guilty man is a firing squad or a hangman. To pr….
There were epochs in the history of humanity in which the writer was a sacred person. He wrote the sacred books, universal books, the codes, the epic….
Letters couldn't care less whether what is written with them is true or false..
In all nations an exceptional man exists that compensates the deficiencies of the remainder. In those moments, when humanity is found collectively in….
Man is an idiot. He doesn't know how to do anything without copying, without imitating, without plagiarizing, without aping. It might even have been ….
Anyone who attempts to relate his life loses himself in the immediate. One can only speak of another..