“Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry.”

“literature was the best plaything that had ever been invented to make fun of people.”

“The world must be all fucked up," he said then, "when men travel first class and literature goes as freight.”

“Nothing was eaten in the house that was not seasoned in the broth of longing.”

“nothing in this world was more difficult than love.”

“Nothing resembles a person as much as the way he dies.”

“it was useless to divide it into months and years, and the days into hours, when one could do nothing, but contemplate the rain”