[n]othing Is As Surprising As Life. Except

A Writer Is Someone Who Spends Years Patiently Trying To Discover The Second Being Inside Him, And The World That Makes Him Who He Is: When I Speak Of Writing, What Comes First To My Mind Is Not A Novel, A Poem, Or Literary Tradition, It Is A Person Who Shuts Himself Up In A Room, Sits Down At A Table, And Alone, Turns Inward; Amid Its Shadows, He Builds A New World With Words.

In The Mornings I Used To Say Goodbye To My Wife Like Someone Going To Work. I'd Leave The House, Walk Around A Few Blocks, And Come Back Like A Person Arriving At The Office.

Painting Taught Literature To Describe.

I Don't Read Newspapers In The Morning. I Take A Look At The Dailies In The Afternoon, But Only When I've Finished My Work For The Day. Reading About What Is Happening In Turkey Once Again Would Only Be Demoralizing For Me.

My Religion Is Complicated. Literature Is My True Religion. After All, I Come From A Completely Non-religious Family.