I wonder if I have woven through dreams the sexual strife. I don't think so. But after all, my business is to weave dreams. I suppose I may be allowed to choose the material.
I think it's all to the good that a writer shouldn't be too famous. Because, in a country where a writer may be famous, he may be pandering to the mob, celebrity and so on.
I'm not interested in the fact that a writer may label himself as being intellectual or anti-intellectual. l'm really interested in the stuff he's turning out.
Unlike the novel, a short story may be, for all purposes, essential.
Reality may avoid the obligation to be interesting, but ... hypotheses may not.
He thought that the rose was to be found in its own eternity and not in his words; and that we may mention or allude to a thing, but not express it.
It may be that universal history is the history of the different intonations given a handful of metaphors.
The tango is a direct expression of something that poets have often tried to state in words: the belief that a fight may be a celebration.
We have a very precise image - an image at times shameless - of what we have lost, but we are ignorant of what may follow or replace it.
The future is inevitable and precise, but it may not occur. God lurks in the gaps.
If space is infinite, we may be at any point in space. If time is infinite, we may be at any point in time.
What I'm really concerned about is reaching one person. And that person may be myself for all I know.
May Heaven exist, even if my place is Hell.
Being an agnostic means all things are possible, even God, even the Holy Trinity. This world is so strange that anything may happen, or may not happen. Being an agnostic makes me live in a larger, a more fantastic kind of world, almost uncanny. It makes me more tolerant.