Fathers die.You keep on loving them in any way you can.You can't hide him away in your heart.
Michael OndaatjeHow we are almost nothing. We think, in our youth, we are the centre of the universe, but we simply respond, go this way or that by accident, survive or improve by the luck of the draw, with little choice or determination on our part.
Michael OndaatjeYou're getting everyone's point of view at the same time, which for me, is the perfect state for a novel: a cubist state, the cubist novel.
Michael Ondaatje