Italo Calvino
Man is simply the best chance we know of that matter has had of providing itself with information about itself.Collection: Chance
Traveling, you realize that differences are lost: each city takes to resembling all cities, places exchange their form, order, distances, a shapeless dust cloud invades the continents.Collection: Travel
What Romantic terminology called genius or talent or inspiration is nothing other than finding the right road empirically, following one's nose, taking shortcuts.Collection: Romantic
It is not the voice that commands the story; it is the ear.Collection: Communication
Without translation, I would be limited to the borders of my own country. The translator is my most important ally. He introduces me to the world.
The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.
In love, as in gluttony, pleasure is a matter of the utmost precision.
Thoughtful lightness can make frivolity seem dull and heavy.
Turin is a city which entices a writer towards vigor, linearity, style. It encourages logic, and through logic it opens the way towards madness.
The Classics are those books which constitute a treasured experience for those who have read and loved them; but they remain just as rich an experience for those who reserve the chance to read them for when they are in the best condition to enjoy them.
A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.
Bringing a child into the world makes sense only if this child is wanted consciously and freely by its two parents. If it is not, then it is simply animal and criminal behavior.
A quarter of America is a dramatic, tense, violent country, exploding with contradictions, full of brutal, physiological vitality, and that is the America that I have really loved and love. But a good half of it is a country of boredom, emptiness, monotony, brainless production, and brainless consumption, and this is the American inferno.
I'm afraid I don't think I really have a life on which something can be written.
I was born in Cuba, and my parents were tropical agronomists.
In 'Cosmicomics,' I came close to science fiction - I was inspired by cosmological subjects and the workings of the universe and invented a character who was a sort of witness to everything that was happening inside the solar system.
A tale is born from an image, and the image extends and creates a network of meanings that are always equivocal.
A classic is a book which with each rereading offers as much of a sense of discovery as the first reading.
What is modern art but the attempt to pinpoint vague, incorporeal, inexpressible sensations? What is modern art, I would add, but the most solemn pile of nonsense that ever appeared on Earth?
I do not have any political commitments anymore. I'm politically a total agnostic; I'm one of the few writers in Italy who refuses to be identified with a specific political party.
Classics are books which, the more we think we know them through hearsay, the more original, unexpected, and innovative we find them when we actually read them.
One writes fables in periods of oppression.
The catalogue of forms is endless: until every shape has found its city, new cities will continue to be born. When the forms exhaust their variety and come apart, the end of cities begins.
Biographical data, even those recorded in the public registers, are the most private things one has, and to declare them openly is rather like facing a psychoanalyst.
The human race is a zone of living things that should be defined by tracing its confines.
The satirist is prevented by repulsion from gaining a better knowledge of the world he is attracted to, yet he is forced by attraction to concern himself with the world that repels him.
I detest this contemporary trend to destroy the traditional hierarchy of genres.
I'm terrified of writing at night, for then I can't sleep. So I start slowly, slowly writing in the morning and go on into the late afternoon.
Reading is a possession, a march toward a possession.
I am more and more convinced that literature is made up of works, genres, schools, discussions, problems, collective work in order to solve certain problems.
I'm a Communist, fully convinced and dedicated to my cause.
I would very much like to be one of those writers who have something really clear in their head to say, and throughout their life they promote this idea in their works.
Nature in America does not arouse powerful emotions in me.
I think today that politics registers very late things which society manifests through other channels, and I feel that often politics distorts and mystifies reality.
Although I am small, ugly and dirty, I am highly ambitious, and at the slightest flattery, I immediately start to strut like a turkey.
My stories are full of facts; they have a beginning and an end. For that reason, they will never... occupy a place in contemporary literature.
The public figure of the writer, the writer-character, the 'personality-cult' of the author, are all becoming for me more and more intolerable in others, and consequently in myself.
The writer is someone who tears himself to pieces in order to liberate his neighbor.
Folktales are real.
I change my method and field of reference from book to book because I can never believe in the same thing two times running.
I have spent more time with other people's books than with my own. I do not regret it.
I'm a regular guy; I like well-defined outlines. I'm old-fashioned, bourgeois.
I write... sonnets... and writing sonnets is boring. You have to find rhymes; you have to write hendecasyllables; so after a while, I get bored and my drawer is overflowing with unfinished short poems.
If the reader looks, I think he will find plenty of moral and political ideas in my stories.
I suffer from everyday life.
Politics is marginal, but literature moves along by indirection.
When I'm writing a book, I prefer not to speak about it, because only when the book is finished can I try to understand what I've really done and to compare my intentions with the result.
An exotic birthplace on its own is not informative of anything.
For the critic, the author does not exist; only a certain number of writings exist.
I will revolutionise art and the world. Hurrah!