Chaos Is Order Yet Undeciphered.

Ah, In Every Age There Is Always Some New Wonder To Astound Mankind Until They Grow Accustomed To It And Lose Interest.

In A King, Modesty Would Be A Sign Of Weakness.

Blindness Is A Private Matter Between A Person And The Eyes With Which He Or She Was Born.

For Me, Writing Is A Job. I Do Not Separate The Work From The Act Of Writing Like Two Things That Have Nothing To Do With Each Other. I Arrange Words One After Another, Or One In Front Of Another, To Tell A Story, To Say Something That I Consider Important Or Useful, Or At Least Important Or Useful To Me. It Is Nothing More Than This.

But Truths Need To Be Repeated Many Times So That They Don't, Poor Things, Lapse Into Oblivion.