Writing a novel is one of those modern rites of passage I think that lead us from an innocent world of contentment drunkenness and good humor to a state of chronic edginess and the perpetual scanning of bank statements.
Then not only an old man but also a drunkard becomes a second time a child.
I never did anything worth doing by accident nor did any of my inventions...
Cunning... is but the low mimic of wisdom.
Only the dead have seen the end of war.
Sometimes to heal, you must first get hurt.
I can’t afford to hate anyone. I don’t have that kind of...
And instead of getting a pepper-and-salt effect, we find very clear and...
