The best part is still ahead of me - I haven't experienced my 'good old days' yet.
Let there be no inscription upon my tomb; let no man write my epitaph: no man can write my epitaph.
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.
For a novelist, the gaps in a story are as intriguing as material that still exists.
this was the wonderful thing about strangers. they were big blank pieces of paper, you could draw watever you like on their impresionable surfaces
Whoever you are, you will not write this book. I can tell you nothing. Do not call me again. Ever.
Today each of you is the object of the other’s reading, one reads in the other the unwritten story.
I am a book I neither wrote nor read.
Actually, the true story of a person's life can never be written. It is beyond the power of literature. The full tale of any life would be both utterly boring and utterly unbelievable.
