Writing is not a profession but a vocation of unhappiness.
I saw Mussolini tirelessly contemplate a parade of thousands of young men.
Aveau destul timp, și unul și altul, întreg timpul care îi va separa din momentul în care unul din ei ar muri.
I would like to carve my novel in a piece of wood. My characters—I would like to have them heavier, more three-dimensional ... My characters have a profession, have characteristics; you know their age, their family situation, and everything. But I try to make each one of those characters heavy, like a statue, and to be the brother of everybody in the world.
