One of the agonies of being an author is to know when to stop writing.

Although I never marched through the streets shouting for Mao, I do believe that the liberation of China at the end of the 1940s was a wonderful thing and to provide its people with a billion pairs of shoes and trousers was a fantastic achievement.

I know paradise has many gates, just as hell does. One has to learn to distinguish between them, or one is lost.

Each person searches for the most beautiful jump which will be the final before leaving this world.

Life is a flimsy branch over an abyss.

I came to Mozambique in 1986, when I first became involved with Teatro Avenida - a theatre company that stages plays concerned with political and social issues.

We don't have time to argue. Nobody has time.