The Lake And The Mountains Have Become

Madame....gloatingly Savored Her Words As Earlier She Had Savored Her Pig's Trotter.

Writing Is Not A Profession But A Vocation Of Unhappiness. I Don't Think An Artist Can Ever Be Happy.

We Are All Potentially Characters In A Novel--with The Difference That Characters In A Novel Really Get To Live Their Lives To The Full.

I Would Like To Carve My Novel In A Piece Of Wood.

I Saw Mussolini Tirelessly Contemplate A Parade Of Thousands Of Young Men.