Things may look different to you than they did before. I've had that experience myself. But don't let appearances fool you. There's only one reality.

Running taught me to have faith in my skills as a writer. I learned how much I can demand of myself, when I need a break, and when the break starts to get too long. I known how hard I am allowed to push myself.

It is my huge pleasure that my novels are translated into languages that are read among small numbers of people.

Narrow minds devoid of imagination. Intolerance, theories cut off from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Those are the things that really frighten me. What I absolutely fear and loathe.

It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.

No matter what form the relationship might take, he was the only person she could picture sharing her life with.

Those five fingers and that palm were like a display case crammed full of everything I wanted to know--and everything I had to know. By taking my hand, she showed me what these things were. That within the real world, a place like this existed. In the space of those ten seconds I became I tiny bird, fluttering in the air, the wind rushing by. From high in the sky I could see a scene far away. It was so far off I couldn't make it out clearly, yet something was there, and I knew that someday I would travel to that place.