What happens when people open their hearts?"... "They get better.

It was a small room with dim light coming in the window, reminiscent of old Polish films.

Living like an empty shell is not really living, no matter how many years it may go on. The heart and flesh of an empty shell give birth to nothing more than the life of an empty shell.

When I wake up, my pillow’s cold and damp with tears. But tears for what? I have no idea.

I always write my novels with music (I don't listened to the music seriously.) Music seems to encourage me.

We fell silent again. The thing we had shared was nothing more than a fragment of time that had died longe ago.Even so, a faint glimmer of that warm memory still claimed a part of my heart. And when death claim me, no doubt I would walk along by that faint light in the brief instant before being flung once again into the abyss of nothingness

When you fall in love, the natural thing to do is give yourself to it.