Theory is the practice of the impotent.

Resentment slowly poisoned my blood and I laughed at myself and my absurd hopes.

In fact I don't think of literature, or music, or any art form as having a nationality. Where you're born is simply an accident of fate. I don't see why I shouldn't be more interested in say, Dickens, than in an author from Barcelona simply because I wasn't born in the UK. I do not have an ethno-centric view of things, much less of literature. Books hold no passports. There's only one true literary tradition: the human.

He lost himself in the words and images conjured in his mind and for a while forgot ... He found himself flying among stars and planets.

In this world the only opinion that holds court is prejudice.

I'm not talking to anyone, I'm delivering a monologue. It's the inebriated man's prerogative.

Where he had failed, I would triumph. Where he had lost his way, I would find the path out of the labyrinth.