In His Life, A Man

I Am Not A Historian. I Am A Writer Obsessed With Remembering, With Remembering The Past

Any Open Net Was An Unforgivable Crime Meriting Immediate Punishment, And [di Stefano] Carried Out The Sentence By Stabbing At It Like A Mischievous Elf.

I Was A Terrible History Student. They Taught Me History As If It Were A Visit To A Wax Museum Or To The Land Of The Dead. I Was Over Twenty Before I Discovered That The Past Was Neither Quiet Nor Mute.

To Narrate Is To Give Oneself: It Seems Obvious That Literature, As An Effort To Communicate Fully, Will Continue To Be Blocked So Long As Misery And Illiteracy Exist, And So Long As The Possessors Of Power Continue To Carry On With Impunity Their Policy Of Collective Imbecilization Through The Mass Media.

There Are Those Who Believe Destiny Rests At The Feet Of The Gods, But The Truth Is That It Confronts The Conscious Of Man With A Burning Challenge.