And, well, mine are kind of on the heavy side anyway. The first day or two, I don't want to do ANYTHING. Make sure you keep away from me then.' I'd like to, but how can I tell?' I asked. O.K., I'll wear a hat for a couple of days after my period starts. A red one. That should work,' she said with a laugh. 'If you see me on the street and I'm wearing a red hat, don't talk to me, just run away.

Each of us possesses a tangible living soul. The system has no such thing. We must not allow the system to exploit us.

Whenever I write a novel, music just sort of naturally slips in (much like cats do, I suppose).

Another person's life is that person's life. You can't take responsibility.

A short story I have written long ago would barge into my house in the middle of the night, shake me awake and shout, 'Hey,this is no time for sleeping! You can't forget me, there's still more to write!' Impelled by that voice, I would find myself writing a novel. In this sense, too, my short stories and novels connect inside me in a very natural, organic way.

To be able to grasp something of value, sometimes you have to perform seemingly inefficient acts.

I am here, alone, at the end of the world. I reach out and touch nothing.”.