Georges Simenon Quotes

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

Trotsky Rises To Give Me His Hand, Then Sits At His Desk, Gently Allowing His Regard To Light On My Person.

One Of Them, For Example, Which Will Probably Haunt Me More Than Any Other Is The Problem Of Communication.

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

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

The Place Smelled Of Fairgrounds, Of Lazy Crowds, Of Nights When You Stayed Out Because You Couldn't Go To Bed, And It Smelled Like New York, Of Its Calm And Brutal Indifference.

It Just Happened. As Though A Moment Comes When It's Both Necessary And Natural To Make A Decision That Has Long Since Been Made.

And Boucard Desisted, Probably Because Like Everyone Else He Was Deeply Impressed By This Man Who Had Laid All Ghosts, Who Had Lost All Shadows, And Who Stared You In The Eyes With Cold Serenity.

It Was Night And I Could See A Large And Calm Lake, Reflecting The Moon. Black Mountains Rose Around It. I Arrived From Between Two Of These Mountains, I Looked At The Lake And The Moon, And That Was It, Nothing Else Happened.

We Live In A Time When Writers Do Not Always Have Barriers Around Them

I Have Made Love To Ten Thousand Women.

I Have Always Tried To Write In A Simple Way, Using Down-to-earth And Not Abstract Words.