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I Have Often Heard That The Novel Is Dead. But I See Novels Produced, I Don't Know How Many A Week, In France. I Have The Impression It's Carrying Along Quite Well.

Literature Is Always Trying To Show Other Parts Of This Immense Universe In Which We Live. It's Endless. I'm Sure There Will Be Other Writers Who Will Discover New Worlds.

I Don't For A Minute Think That Hitler Is Like Joan Of Arc. But I Think That At That Deep Level Of Tropisms, Hitler Or Stalin Must Have Experienced The Same Tropisms As Anyone Else.

We're Swallowed Up Only When We Are Willing For It To Happen.

The Novel Moves Like All The Arts. It's Transforming Itself All The Time.