Occupation: Writer Birth: September 9, 1964
You devise ways to tell a story that complies with your sensibility. Style and method are really extensions of your present sensibility..
Belief and delusion are incestuous siblings..
I loved you because there was no other place for me to go. We were married because we did not know what else to do with each other. You never knew me….
Europe has never been a monolithic space, it contains a lot of people, a lot of languages and infinite supplies of history. I didn't need to do anyth….
The perfect borscht is what life should be but never is..
There are moments in life when it is all turned inside out--what is real becomes unreal, what is unreal becomes tangible, and all your levelheaded ef….
I believe people are much more complicated than they can handle..
I gradually became aware that my interiority was inseparable from my exteriority, that the geography of my city was the geography of my soul..
I write and read with the assumption that literature contains knowledge of human experience that is not available otherwise..
We knew - but didn't want to know - what was going to happen, the sky descending upon our heads like the shadow of a falling piano in a cartoon..
The funny thing is that in Bosnia there are no words that are equivalent to fiction and nonfiction. From the storytelling point of view, the differen….
I want a book to contain a world - indeed the world. Writing is my main means of engagement with the world and I want the scars of that engagement to….
One builds one's life in consistency; one invests it with the belief, however unsupported by reality, that one has always been what one is now, that ….
I don't believe in inspiration. I write when I can't avoid writing anymore..
The people who listened to rock 'n' roll, I thought, were bound together against the people who didn't listen to rock 'n' roll. That, of course, didn….
I like the idea of a book being a democratic space which readers enter, carrying their own thoughts, and participate in a conversation, or experience….
I much preferred winning to thinking and I didn't like losing at all..
If you can't go home, there is nowhere to go, and nowhere is the biggest place in the world-indeed, nowhere is the world..
Home is where somebody notices when you are no longer there..
Where can you go from nowhere, except deeper into nowhere?.
My skin was the border between the world and me..