I leave shreds of my soul on every experience.
I don't want to hear about my death.
I am known for a life spent in the struggle for freedom, and freedom includes the freedom of religion.
I cry, sometimes, because I'm not 20 years younger, and I'm not healthy. But if I were, I would even sacrifice my writing to enter politics.
Sometimes the dead are more alive than the living. And they can kill the living.
What's the point anyway - Of suffering, dying? It teaches us to live, boy. A man who does not struggle does not live, he survives.