When I Found Myself In The U.s.,

Your Memories Become Fantasies If They Are Not Shared, And Your Life In All Its Triviality Becomes A Legend.

We Dreamt Of Light, But Hoped For Darkness.

It's Difficult For Me To Understand How It Was Possible To Live Under The Bush Regime For Eight Years And Then Just Roll Over And Do Other Things.

We Apply The Language That Is Comforting And Comfortable And Familiar In Order To Grasp That Which Confuses And Scares Us. That Is The First Step Toward Cliché And Stereotype, As They're Comforting Devices. They Reduce The Confusing World To The Already Familiar. We're Always Smoothing Out The Bumps Of Actual Living To Turn It Into Narratable Life.

When I Found Myself In The U.s., And The War Was At Full Swing In Bosnia, I Read For Survival - It Was A Means Of Thought Resuscitation.