My religion is complicated. Literature is my true religion. After all, I come from a completely non-religious family.

[N]othing is as surprising as life. Except for writing. Except for writing. Yes, of course, except for writing, the only consolation.

Love is a sacred silence.

Life is beautiful if you are on the road to somewhere

I realized that the longing for art, like the longing for love, is a malady that blinds us, and makes us forget the things we already know, obscuring reality.

How different from the cosy world of Rüya's detective novels, where authors never vexed a hero with more signs than he needed.

My religion is complicated. Literature is my true religion. After all, I come from a completely non-religious family.