Like a blazing comet, I've traversed infinite nights, interstellar spaces of the imagination, voluptuousness and fear. I've been a man, a woman, an old person, a little girl, I've been the crowds on the grand boulevards of the capital cities of the West, I've been the serene Buddha of the East, whose calm and wisdom we envy. I've known honor and dishonor, enthusiasm and exhaustion. ...I've been the sun and the moon, and everything because life is not enough.

Literature is my life of course, but from an ontological point of view. From an existential point of view, I like being a teacher.

I claim the right to take a stand once in a while.

personally I don't trust literature that soothes people's consciences.

I vividly remember the stories my grandfather told me about the carnage of the First World War, which people tend to forget was one of the worst massacres in human history.

Rather than regret for what I have written, I feel regret for what I shall never be able to read.

My books are about losers, about people who've lost their way and are engaged in a search.