I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do. To dream, to live in the world of dreams. But it doesn’t last forever. Wakefulness always comes to take me back.

This uneasiness comes over me from time to time, and I feel as if I've somehow been pieced together from two different puzzles.

I hate requests. They make me feel unhappy. It's like when I take a book out of the library. As soon as I start to read it, all I can think about is when I'll finish it.

There had to be something wrong with my life. I should have been born a Yugoslavian shepherd who looked up at the Big Dipper every night.

I dream. Sometimes I think that's the only right thing to do.

Being active every day makes it easier to hear that inner voice.

I think most people live in fiction...That's how you keep your fragile body intact.