I write just because the fire of my emotion is burning. Had I not, I would not have been able to find peace.

My pen is alight and my body aflame. Until both burn down to ash, my love and my hate will remain here in the world.

You have your thoughts and I have mine. This is the fact and you can't change it even if you kill me.

Victory is for them, not for us. We have not made profit out of our country's misfortune. Victory does not bring us luck.

I have spent myself on all kinds of things ... I have advanced much politically but I have written little and moreover have written it badly.

Before my eyes are many miserable scenes, the suffering of others and myself forces my hands to move. I become a machine for writing.

Only by not forgetting the past can we be the master of the future.