Who can take a single step with his head?

What can't be said can be written. Because writing is a silent act, a labor from the head to the hand.

What can be said about chronic hunger. Perhaps that there's a hunger that can make you sick with hunger. That it comes in addition to the hunger you already feel. That there is a hunger which is always new, which grows insatiably, which pounces on the never-ending old hunger that already took such effort to tame. How can you face the world if all you can say about yourself is that you're hungry.

I have packed myself into silence so deeply and for so long that I can never unpack myself using words. When I speak, I only pack myself a little differently.

In this county, we had to walk, eat, sleep and love in fear.

I have always written only for myself - to clarify things, to clarify things with myself, to understand in an inner way what is actually happening.

Once upon a time they had some bad luck, and they blame everything on that.