Georges Simenon

Quotes

• “The sun finally died in beauty, flinging out its crimson flames, which cast their reflection on the faces of passers-by,...”
• “Sunday lay so heavily in the air as to become almost nauseating. Maigret used to claim openly, half seriously, half in f...”
• “The fact that we are I don't know how many millions of people, yet communication, complete communication, is completely ...”
• “Savez-vous que c'est à cause de cette recherche de ce que j'appellerais les compensations, cette rechercher d'un bonheur...”
• “The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.”
• “Writing is not a profession but a vocation of unhappiness.”