The Heart Is A Place Of Secrets.

Winning Nobel Imposed On Me A Lifestyle To Which I Am Not Used And Which I Would Not Have Preferred.

You Know What I'm Afraid Of? That God Is Sick Of Us.

He Seemed To Be Waiting For A Miracle To Save Him From The Depths His Life Had Reached And Take Him To A Land Of Dreams.

I Was Suffering From A Peculiar And Persistent Sense That I Was Being Pursued, And Also The Conviction That Under The Political Order Of The Times, Our Lives Had No Meaning.

It Is Simply Not Part Of My Culture To Preserve Notes. I Have Never Heard Of A Writer Preserving His Early Drafts.