I find Nigeria very frustrating. I am not alone in this. There are many Nigerians abroad. As you know, the brain drain is just incredible. And when we talk to one another and there is a certain sense of frustration and but I struggle not to let the frustration degenerate into dispair.

When the moon is shining the cripple becomes hungry for a walk

The world is like a Mask dancing. If you want to see it well, you do not stand in one place.

When suffering knocks at your door and you say there is no seat for him, he tells you not to worry because he has brought his own stool.

When I'm writing, I really want to satisfy myself. I've got a story that I am working on and struggling with, and I want to tell it the most effective way I can. That's really what I struggle with. And the thought of who may be reading it may be there somewhere in the back of my mind - I'll never say it's not there because I don't know - but it's not really what I'm thinking about.

Poetry and slave trading cannot be bedfellows. That's where I stand.

The rural areas have been deprived by the cities in the past. Development resources and energy should be directed where the people live.