Silence before being born, silence after death: life is nothing but noise between two unfathomable silences.
...when everything else fails, we communicate in the language of the stars
Roots are not in landscape or a country, or a people, they are inside you.
I have learned many things in the 30 years that I have been writing.
The first lie of fiction is that the author gives some order to the chaos of life: chronological order, or whatever order the author chooses.
Heart is what drives us and determines our fate.