Oddly enough I never used to suffer from depression on cold, gray, cloudy days like this. I feel as if nature is in harmony with me, that it reflected my soul.

He knows that it is impossible to live in a state of complete relaxation.

Suffering has no strength to wound a weary body.

Never abandon your dreams. Follow the signs.

Start doing what you want to do, and everything else will be revealed to you.

Never make a fuss-it might attract the attention of an enemy tribe.

I am very present in my work and my work is somehow an expression of my soul, but at the same time I think that a writer cannot write out of nothing.