A story is not something of this world. A real story requires a kind of magical baptism to link the world on this side with the world on the other side.
Some people think literature is high culture and that it should only have a small readership. I don't think so... I have to compete with popular culture, including TV, magazines, movies and video game...
التفكير أصلاً في أن الموت راحة غير منطقي بالمرة فما دمنا لم نمت بعد لا يمكننا الجزم بشئ.قد يكون الموت أبعد مما نتصور عن الراحة المرتجاة.
آنچیزی که به اندیشه امکان رشد میدهد، درد است.
Two people can sleep in the same bed and still be alone when they close their eyes
Sometimes I think I've got this hard kernel in my heart, and nothing much can get inside it. I doubt if I can really love anybody.
Let the wind change direction a little bit, and their cries turned to whispers.
[...] he made it a rule never to touch a book by any author who had not been dead at least 30 years.That's the only kind of book I can trust, he said.It's not that I don't believe in contemporary lite...
You’re optimistic one moment, only to be racked the next by the certainty that it will all fall to pieces. And in the end it does.
You make do with what you have. As you age you learn even to be happy with what you have.
You know what I'd really like to do the most right now? Climb up to the top of some high place like the pyramids. The highest place I can find. Where you can see forever. Stand on the very top, look a...
You have to experience it to understand. One thing I can say, though, is that once you see that true sight with your own eyes, the world you've lived in up till now will look flat and insipid. There's...
You can't choose how you're born but you can choose how you die.
Writing novels is much the same. You gather up bones and make your gate, but no matter how wonderful the gate might be, that alone doesn't make it a living breathing novel. A story is not something of...
When you fall in love, the natural thing to do is give yourself to it.
When there's nothing to do, you do nothing slowly and intently.
When the fire goes out, you'll start feeling the cold. You'll wake up whether you want to or not.
When people photograph an object, they often put a pack of cigarettes next to it to give the viewer a sense of the object’s actual size, but the pack of cigarettes next to the images in my memory expa...
What we call the present is given shape by an accumulation of the past.
What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing? What if somewhere inside me there is a dark limbo where all the truly important memories are heaped and slowly turning into mud?...the thought fills me...