For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing.

And that's why i have to go back to so many places there to find myself and constantly examine myself with no witness but the moon and then whistle with joy, ambling over rocks and clods of earth, with no task but to live, with no family but the road.

For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing.

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.

Why wasn't Christopher Columbus able to discover Spain?

But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.