You are 27 or 28 right? It is very tough to live at that age. When nothing is sure. I have sympathy with you.

Writers have to keep on writing if they want to mature, like caterpillars endlessly chewing on leaves.

Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that.

We're both looking at the same moon, in the same world. We're connected to reality by the same line. All I have to do is quietly draw it towards me.

Whoa!" he says with a smile. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepen. "Chicken salad a la George Orwell!

My father belongs to the generation that fought the war in the 1940s. When I was a kid my father told me stories - not so many, but it meant a lot to me. I wanted to know what happened then, to my father's generation. It's a kind of inheritance, the memory of it.

Dreaming is the day job of novelists, but sharing our dreams is a still more important task for us. We cannot be novelists without this sense of sharing something.