“He now understood deathbed dramas. Everybody thinks about death. But only one person thinks about it for himself. The others know that in the morning the sun will come through the blinds and their coffee will be served." From "The… — Georges Simenon Copy Share Image
“His mouth open, he fell asleep, because a man always falls asleep in the end. One weeps, one shrieks, one rages, one despairs, and… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
If each one of us could make just one other happy, the whole world would know happiness. — Georges Simenon Copy Share
I adore life but I dont fear death. I just prefer to die as late as possible. — Georges Simenon Copy Share
“The poor are used to stifling any expression of their despair, because they must get on with life, with work, with the demands made… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
It just happened. As though a moment comes when it's both necessary and natural to make a decision that has long since been made. — Georges Simenon Copy Share
“The change in the girl's face was more subtle, almost invisible; it was not joy, there was no sparkle, but something like a serene… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
Of course, I also gave him the ineffable pleasures of pipe smoking. And no children, because when this character was created I did not… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
“I’m worried that the chicken may be overcooked …’ she said as she served Maigret. And her tone was the one in which she might… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
“She came forward, the outlines of her figure blurred in the half-light. She came forward like a film star, or rather like the ideal… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
And Boucard desisted, probably because like everyone else he was deeply impressed by this man who had laid all ghosts, who had lost all… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
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… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
“They never addressed each other by name, nor were they in the habit of exchanging endearments. What was the point, since both felt that,… — Georges Simenon Copy Share
