Hate and love are reciprocal passions.

Even when the winds of misfortune blow, amazing things can still happen.

I think that the idea that I'm writing for many more people than I ever imagined has created a certain general responsibility that is literary and political. There's even pride involved, in not wanting to fall short of what I did before.

Necessity has the face of a dog.

In the beginning, when the world was new and nothing had a name, my father took me to see the ice.

She felt the abyss of disenchantment.

I would not have traded the delights of my suffering for anything in the world.