I Believe People Are Much More Complicated

I Have Two Homes, Like Someone Who Leaves Their Hometown And/or Parents And Then Establishes A Life Elsewhere. They Might Say That They're Going Home When They Return To See Old Friends Or Parents, But Then They Go Home As Well When They Go To Where They Live Now. Sarajevo Is Home, Chicago Is Home.

I Like To Blow Up This Notion That All We Have To Do As Writers And Artists Is Represent Reality, Which Is Presumably Solid And Self-evident, With No Negotiation Of The Gap Between Myself And The World, Between This Body And This Space, Which Needs Narration To Close It.

The More You Lose, The More Is To Be Lost, Yet It Matters Less.

The Privilege Of A Middle-class, Stable, Bourgeois Life Is That You Can Pretend That You Are Not Complicated And Project Yourself As A Solid, Uncomplicated Person, With Refined Life Goals And Achievements.

God Knows Our Despair. God Wants His Chosen People To Live In Peace. God Loves Life, Cares Less About Death. We Need To Live. I Want To Live, I Want My Children To Live. Everyone I Know Wants To Live. You Have To Ask Yourself What Is More Important To You, Life Is Death. What Is This World About - Life Or Death?