But my gloom did not lessen. I knew that I'd had a bad dream, and I stood in the dark trying to recollect it. The second I closed my eyes, I was with the dead. They did things words cannot express. They spoke madness. ("Hanka")

You must believe in free will; there is no choice

Our knowledge is a little island in a great ocean of nonknowledge.

A story to me means a plot where there is some surprise. Because that is how life is - full of surprises.

Kindness, I've discovered, is everything in life.

The very essence of literature is the war between emotion and intellect, between life and death. When literature becomes too intellectual - when it begins to ignore the passions, the emotions - it becomes sterile, silly, and actually without substance.