Quotes by : François Mauriac

It never occurs to one to think whether she is pretty or ugly. One just surrenders to her charm.

She was surprised to find that something from deep down in herself welled into her eyes and burned her....

The effort of explaining, even of expressing himself, had become, with the years, more and more terrifying....

The Ladies of the Sacred Heart hung a thousand veils between their little charges and reality. Thérèse....

If you would tell me the heart of a man, tell me not what he reads, but what he rereads.

No man can bear a child's cross.

The really pure in heart know nothing of what goes on around them each day, each night; never realize....

Tell me what you read and I'll tell you who you are" is true enough, but I'd know you better if you told....

What a fool she was ever to have imagined that there might be some place in the world where she could....

I write whenever it suits me. During a creative period I write every day a novel should not be interrupted. ....