To Grow Up Is To Wonder About

Society Had Grown Cruel. People Who Felt They Were Unwanted Or Unwelcome In Their Own Country, Reacted With Aggression. There Was No Such Thing As Meaningless Violence. Every Violent Act Had A Meaning For The Person Who Committed It. Only When You Dared Accept This Truth Could You Hope To Turn Society In Another Direction.

People Always Leave Traces. No Person Is Without A Shadow.

I Can Still Remember The Miraculous Feeling Of Writing A Sentence, Then More Sentences, Telling A Story. The First Thing I Wrote Was A One-page Summary Of Robinson Crusoe And I Am So Sorry I Do Not Have It Any More; It Was At That Moment I Became An Author.

He Was So Excessively Polite That Wallendar Suspected He Had Endured Many Humiliations In His Life.

My Mother Did What Many Men Do. She Left.