My unhappiness protects me from life.

I work seven days a week, from 9 in the morning till 8 at night. I have the titles of the next eight novels I want to write. I feel myself pitiable, degraded on a day that I don't write.

...every person has a star, every star has a friend, and for every person carrying a star there is someone else who reflects it, and everyone carries this reflection like a secret confidante in the heart.

I don’t like to make strong statements. I want to write strong novels … I keep my deep radical things for my novels.

Snow reminds Ka of God! But I’m not sure it would be accurate. What brings me close to God is the silence of snow.

Are you an angel that approaching you should be so terrifying?

No one drives me into exile, not even the nationalists.