i live on my books. on my writings, i live on my royalties: the percentage an author recieves on each sold copy. and i am proud of it. i am so even though such percentage is small or i should say irrelevant.

But here's what I've learned in this war in this country in this city: to love the miracle of having been born.

I always introduce myself as an encyclopedia of defects which I do not deny. Why should I? It took me a whole life to build myself as I am.

To have realized your dream makes you feel lost.

You wear yourself out in the pursuit of wealth or love or freedom you do everything to gain some right and once it's gained you take no pleasure in it.

With our progress we have destroyed our only weapon against tedium: that rare weakness we call imagination.