Occupation: Novelist Birth: May 29, 1935 Death: February 6, 2015
In love, no question is ever preposterous..
To respect the dignity of a relationship also implies accepting the end when it comes. Except in my mind, except in my dreams, where the aftertaste o….
When the conspiracy of lies surrounding me demands of me to silence the one word of truth given to me, that word becomes the one word I wish to utter….
If I speak with a character’s voice it is because that character’s become so much part of me that … I think I have the right then to imagine myself i….
Perhaps all one can really hope for, all I am entitled to, is no more than this: to write it down. To report what I know. So that it will not be poss….
I can see it, hear it, feel it, taste it - but I can never be on the inside of it with you. I cannot even be sure whether I really know what it is li….