The novelist teaches the reader to comprehend the world as a question. There is wisdom and tolerance in that attitude. In a world built on sacrosanct certainties the novel is dead.
Nudity is the uniform of the other side... nudity is a shroud.
Happiness is the longing for repetition.
Those who consider the Devil to be a partisan of Evil and angels to be warriors for Good accept the demagogy of the angels. Things are clearly more complicated.
Optimism is the opium of the people.
You can understand nothing about art, particularly modern art, if you do not understand that imagination is a value in itself.