Love Thatโs it: The cashless commerce. The blanket always too short. The loose connexion. To search behind the horizon. To brush fallen leaves with four shoes and in oneโs mind to rub bare feet. To let and rent hearts; or in a room with shower and mirror, in a hired car, bonnet facing the moon, wherever innocence stops and burns its programme, the word in falsetto sounds different and new each time. Today, in front of a box office not yet open, hand in hand crackled the hangdog old man and the dainty old woman. The film promised love.
Gunter GrassAs a child I was a great liar. Fortunately my mother liked my lies. I promised her marvelous things.
Gunter GrassBelieving: it means believing in our own lies. And I can say that I am grateful that I got this lesson very early.
Gunter Grass