I can't hate for long. It isn't worth it.

I believe that time, with its infinite understanding, will one day forgive me.

In the end, today is forever, yesterday is still today, and tomorrow is already today.

Christmas is sights, especially the sights of Christmas reflected in the eyes of a child.

The bicycle is the noblest invention of mankind.

I have managed to conceal my madness fairly effectively, and as far as I know it hasn't hurt anybody badly, for which I am grateful.

Although I write in English, and despite the fact that I'm from America, I consider myself an Armenian writer. The words I use are in English, the surroundings I write about are American, but the soul, which makes me write, is Armenian. This means I am an Armenian writer and deeply love the honor of being a part of the family of Armenian wrtiters.