Who can take a single step with his head?

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.

If you live with death threats, you need friends. So you have to risk that they might spy on you.

In Romanian society, I am not particularly well-liked. I don't often receive invitations.

I wanted to get out of our thimble of a town, where every stone had eyes.

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.