My life is about ups and downs, great joys and great losses.

We live in an era where masses of people come and go across a hostile planet, desolate and violent. Refugees, emigrants, exiles, deportees. We are a tragic contingent.

I'm surrounded by the scene of aging. I myself am in my 70s and not getting any younger. Although I'm very healthy, and I have a lot of energy, and I still feel 50, I'm over 70 and I understand that I am preparing for later.

far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.

Write to register history, and name each thing. Write what should not be forgotten.

I would like to be with my husband together sitting somewhere in a lonely place in the woods and take something, maybe some pills or something, a magic potion and die together.

I carry around a little stool to stand on when people want a picture with their cellular phones.