Can'ttrustpeople. Won'tdoanygood. They'llkillyoueverytime. They'llkilleachother. They'llkilleveryone.

My grandpa always said asking a question is embarrassing for a moment, but not asking is embarrassing for a lifetime.

What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing? What if somewhere inside me there is a dark limbo where all the truly important memories are heaped and slowly turning into mud?...the thought fills me with an almost unbearable sorrow.

They were each like a mirror for the other, reflecting the changes in themselves.

I closed my own jazz bar so I could be a man who can write novels as I like. I was pleased about that. This pleasure was connected to the pleasure of writing.

It was a short one-paragraph item in the morning edition.

The honour of physical decline is waiting, and you have to get used to that reality.