The spoken word is nothing. It hardly lives longer than an insect! Only the written word is eternal. - Balbulus

And I always read the English translation and always have conversations with my translator, for example about the names. I always have to approve it.

Fire and water," he said, "don't really mix. You could say they're incompatible. But when they do love each other, they love passionately.

A reader doesn't really see the characters in a story; he feels them.

Blue as the evening sky, blue as cranesbill flowers, blue as the lips of drowned men and the heart of a blaze burning with too hot a flame. Yes, sometimes it was hot in this world, too. Hot and cold, light and dark, terrible and beautiful, it was everything all at once. It wasn't true that you felt nothing in the land of Death. You felt and heard and smelled and saw, but your heart remained strangely calm, as if it were resting before the dance began again. Peace. Was that the word?

I don't like to eat the same dish every day, so I read very different things.

What's that sticky stuff called? Basta: Duct tape. Yes, duct tape. I love duct tape.