You Know The Name You Were Given,

When We Are Born, When We Enter This World, It Is As If We Signed A Pact For The Rest Of Our Life, But A Day May Come When We Will Ask Ourselves Who Signed This On My Behalf?

Words Have Their Own Hierarchy, Their Own Protocol, Their Own Artistic Titles, Their Own Plebeian Stigmas.

The Novel Is Not So Much A Literary Genre, But A Literary Space, Like A Sea That Is Filled By Many Rivers.

I Believe That I've Been Asked All Possible Questions. I, Myself, If I Were A Journalist, Would Not Know What To Ask Me.

A Man Was On His Way To The Gallows When He Met Another, Who Asked Him: Where Are You Going, My Friend? And The Condemned Man Replied: I'm Not Going Anywhere. They're Taking Me By Force.