The Subject Of A Novel Is Not

Melodrama Is One Of My Working Tools And It Enables Me To Obtain Effects That Would Be Unobtainable Otherwise; On The Other Hand I Am Not Deliberately Melodramatic; Don't Get Too Annoyed If I Say That I Write In The Way That I Do Because I Am What I Am.

One Never Knows Enough About Characters In Real Life To Put Them Into Novels. One Gets Started And Then, Suddenly, One Can Not Remember What Toothpaste They Use; What Are Their Views On Interior Decoration, And One Is Stuck Utterly. No, Major Characters Emerge; Minor Ones May Be Photographed.

I Had To Touch You With My Hands, I Had To Taste You With My Tongue; One Can't Love And Do Nothing.

What An Unbearable Creature He Must Have Been In Those Days--and Yet In Those Days He Had Been Comparatively Innocent. That Was Another Mystery: It Sometimes Seemed To Him That Venial Sins--impatience, An Unimportant Lie, Pride, A Neglected Opportunity--cut You Off From Grace More Completely Than The Worst Sins Of All. Then, In His Innocence, He Had Felt No Love For Anyone; Now In His Corruption He Had Learnt.

You Needn't Be So Scared. Love Doesn't End. Just Because We Don't See Each Other.