I Passed By The Brothel As Though

We Photograph Things In Order To Drive Them Out Of Our Minds. My Stories Are A Way Of Shutting My Eyes.

Do Not Waste Your Time Looking For An Obstacle - Maybe There Is None.

Writing Is Utter Solitude, The Descent Into The Cold Abyss Of Oneself.

Some Books Seem Like A Key To Unfamiliar Rooms In One’s Own Castle.

It's Sometimes Quite Astonishing That A Single, Average Life Is Enough To Encompass So Much That It's At All Possible Ever To Have Any Success In One's Work Here.