I found myself in a sea in which the waves of joy and sorrow were clashing against each other.

You know what I'm afraid of? That God is sick of us.

I didn't make any money from my writing until much later. I published about 80 stories for nothing. I spent on literature.

Nothing records the effects of a sad life so graphically as the human body.

According to Islamic principles, when a man is accused of heresy, he is given the choice between repentance and punishment.

I am practically in the employ of Mr. Nobel. I have to meet everyone he sends my way.

I started writing while I was a little boy. Maybe it's because I was reading a lot of books I admired, and thought that I would like to write something like that someday. Also, my love for good writing pushed me.