Very often we write down a sentence too early, then another too late; what we have to do is write it down at the proper time, otherwise it's lost.

We publish only to satisfy out craving for fame; there's no other motive except the even baser one of making money....

I really only write about inner landscapes and most people don't see them, because they see practically nothing within, because they think that because it's inside, it's dark, and so they don't see anything. I don't think I've ever yet, in any of my books, described a landscape. There's really nothing of the kind in any of them. I only ever write concepts. And so I'm always referring to "mountains" or "a city" or "streets." But as to how they look: I've never produced a description of a landscape. That's never even interested me.

The only friends I have are the dead who have bequethed their writings to me--I have no others.