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Georges Simenon

Georges Joseph Christian Simenon (French: [ʒɔʁʒ simnɔ̃]; 13 February 1903 – 4 September 1989) was a Belgian writer. A prolific author who published nearly 500 novels and numerous short works, Simenon is best known as the creator of the fictional detective Jules Maigret.

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I'm a bit like a sponge. When I'm not writing I absorb life like water. When I write I squeeze the sponge a little - and out comes, not water but ink.

Writing, Water, Ink, Squeeze, Like, Life

I write fast, because I have not the brains to write slow.

Brain, Brains, Fast, Slow, Write, Writing

The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.

Become, Lakes, Landscape, Nature, Real

I am at home everywhere, and nowhere. I am never a stranger and I never quite belong.

Home, Never Quit, Stranger, Quite, Everywhere

If each one of us could make just one other happy, the whole world would know happiness.

Happiness, Justice, World, Whole, Make

Writing is not a profession but a vocation of unhappiness. I don't think an artist can ever be happy.

Writing, Artist, Thinking, Unhappiness, Profession

We are all potentially characters in a novel--with the difference that characters in a novel really get to live their lives to the full.

Character, Difference, Differences, Live, Novel, Potentially

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.

Happened, Lakes, Moon, Night, Reflecting, See

I saw Mussolini tirelessly contemplate a parade of thousands of young men.

Men, Parades, Saws, Thousands, Tirelessly

I have always tried to write in a simple way, using down-to-earth and not abstract words.

Abstract, Earth, Simple, Tried, Way, Writing

A novelist is a man who doesn't like his mother.

Like, Man, Men, Mother, Novelist, Novelists

The fact that we are I don't know how many millions of people, yet communication, complete communication, is completely impossible between two of those people, is to me one of the biggest tragic themes in the world

Communication, Completely, People, Themes, Two, World

I have made love to ten thousand women.

Love, Made, Sex, Ten, Thousand

I would like to carve my novel in a piece of wood. My characters—I would like to have them heavier, more three-dimensional. . . My characters have a profession, have characteristics; you know their age, their family situation, and everything. But I try to make each one of those characters heavy, like a statue, and to be the brother of everybody in the world.

Age, Brother, Carve, Character, Piece, World

We live in a time when writers do not always have barriers around them

Barriers, Live, Time, Writers

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.

Desisted, Eye, Men, Probably, Serenity, Shadows

Madame. . . . gloatingly savored her words as earlier she had savored her pig's trotter.

Gloatingly, Madame, Pigs, Savored, Trotter, Words