It was night and I could see a large and calm lake, reflecting the moon. Black mountains rose around it. I arrived from between two of these mountains, I looked at the lake and the moon, and that was it, nothing else happened.

I have always tried to write in a simple way, using down-to-earth and not abstract words.

I'm a bit like a sponge. When I'm not writing I absorb life like water. When I write I squeeze the sponge a little - and out comes, not water but ink.

For 30 years I have tried to make it understood that there are no criminals.

It just happened. As though a moment comes when it's both necessary and natural to make a decision that has long since been made.

If each one of us could make just one other happy, the whole world would know happiness.

I write fast, because I have not the brains to write slow.