A writer in someone who spends years patiently trying to discover the second being inside him, and the world that makes him who he is.

My childhood proved to me that there could be no enjoyment of football without community. But it becomes difficult when this community is having problems with its identity. That's when we experience all possible forms of nationalist exaggeration.

How much can we ever know about the love and pain in another heart? How much can we hope to understand those who have suffered deeper anguish, greater deprivation, and more crushing disappointments than we ourselves have known?

Where there is true art and genuine virtuosity the artist can paint an incomparable masterpiece without leaving even a trace of his identity.

I don't want to be a tree; I want to be its meaning.

I do not believe in a personal connection to God; that's where it gets transcendental.

We fall in love more deeply when were unhappy.