If you want your prayers answered, get up off your knees and do something about them.

I won't read novels while writing novels.

Human behavior in the midst of hardship caught my attention very early on, and my first stories were all pictures, no words.

The greatest griefs are silent.

My soul was a burden, bruised and bleeding. It was tired of the man who carried it, but I found no place to set it down to rest. Neither the charm of the countryside nor the sweet scents of a garden could soothe it. It found no peace in song or laughter, none in the company of friends at table or in the pleasures of love, none even in books or poetry.... Where could my heart find refuge from itself? Where could I go, yet leave myself behind?

I love the most the students with troubled lives.

I work hard, do my best and send it out to the world hoping that people can relate to it. I accept any reaction and hope they think it is worth reading.