I am deeply convinced that happiness does not exist in this world.
Though I am a Catholic, a professing one, I have serious doubts about the survival of the human personality after death.
I've always enjoyed poor health.
It is a waste of money to help those who show no desire to help themselves.
I wanted to acquire an education, work extremely hard and never deviate from my goal, to make it.
My literary success meant nothing to me.
People are scared to death of dying. I am the opposite.
I have written two medical novels. I have never studied medicine, never seen an operation.
It is human nature to instinctively rebel at obscurity or ordinariness.
My dreams are all follies.