Lord Knows Why They Depict

Being Fired Was The Best Luck Of My Life. It Made Me Stop And Reflect. It Was The Birth Of My Life As A Writer.

I Can't Imagine Myself Outside Any Kind Of Social Or Political Involvement. Yes, I'm A Writer, But I Live In This World, And My Writing Doesn't Exist On A Separate Level. And If People Know Who I Am And Read My Books, Well, Good; That Way, If I Have Something More To Say, Then Everyone Benefits.

If You Don't Write Your Books, Nobody Else Will Do It For You. No One Else Has Lived Your Life.

The Wisest Man I Ever Knew In My Whole Life Could Not Read Or Write. At Four O'clock In The Morning, When The Promise Of A New Day Still Lingered Over French Lands, He Got Up From His Pallet And Left For The Fields, Taking To Pasture The Half-dozen Pigs Whose Fertility Nourished Him And His Wife.

It Is Strange How The Elderly Fall Silent When They Ought To Go On Speaking, Obliging The Young To Learn Everything From Scratch.