The Silence Of Snow, Thought The Man

We Fall In Love More Deeply When Were Unhappy.

In Actuality, We Don't Look For Smiles In Pictures Of Bliss, But Rather, For The Happiness In Life Itself. Painters Know This, But This Is Preciously What They Cannot Depict. That's Why They Substitute The Joy Of Seeing For The Joy Of Life.

Snow Reminds Ka Of God! But I’m Not Sure It Would Be Accurate. What Brings Me Close To God Is The Silence Of Snow.

I Really Don't Want To Portray The Islamists As Simply Evil, The Way It's Often Done In The West.

Over Time, I Have Come To See The Work Of Literature Less As Narrating The World Than "seeing The World With Words." From The Moment He Begins To Use Words Like Colors In A Painting, A Writer Can Begin To See How Wondrous And Surprising The World Is, And He Breaks The Bones Of Language To Find His Own Voice. For This He Needs Paper, A Pen, And The Optimism Of A Child Looking At The World For The First Time.