A Novelist Is A Man Who Doesn't

And Boucard Desisted, Probably Because Like Everyone Else He Was Deeply Impressed By This Man Who Had Laid All Ghosts, Who Had Lost All Shadows, And Who Stared You In The Eyes With Cold Serenity.

We Live In A Time When Writers Do Not Always Have Barriers Around Them

I Would Like To Carve My Novel In A Piece Of Wood. My Characters—i Would Like To Have Them Heavier, More Three-dimensional ... My Characters Have A Profession, Have Characteristics; You Know Their Age, Their Family Situation, And Everything. But I Try To Make Each One Of Those Characters Heavy, Like A Statue, And To Be The Brother Of Everybody In The World.

I Have Made Love To Ten Thousand Women.

It Was Night And I Could See A Large And Calm Lake, Reflecting The Moon. Black Mountains Rose Around It. I Arrived From Between Two Of These Mountains, I Looked At The Lake And The Moon, And That Was It, Nothing Else Happened.