The wind always brings us back to the same wall

From a very young age my mother persuaded me that I could write for fun, but I had to have a proper job - very good advice.

I sell dreams, small comforts, sweet harmless temptations to bring down a multitude of saints crashing among the hazels and nougatines

The wind always brings us back to the same wall

You don't write because someone sets assignments! You write because you need to write, or because you hope someone will listen or because writing will mend something broken inside you or bring something back to life.

The battle of good and evil reduced to a fat woman standing in front of a chocolate shop, saying, Will I? Won’t I? in pitiful indecision.

For me, the magic of Hawaii comes from the stillness, the sea, the stars.