Occupation: Novelist Birth: September 25, 1964
I think you judge yourself too severely, a quality that always distinguishes people of true worth..
We are willing to believe anything other than the truth..
Sometimes, in difficult circumstances, one can confuse compassion with love..
His soul is in his stories. I once asked him who inspired him to create his characters, and his answer was no one. That all his characters were himse….
People with a meagre soul always try to make others feel small too..
Nothing important is learned; it is simply remembered..
You end up becoming someone you see in the eyes of those you love..
There are no second chances in life, except to feel remorse..
The only use for military service is that it reveals the number of morons in the population," he would remark. "And that can be discovered in the fir….
We think we understand a song's lyrics but what makes us believe in them, or not, is the music.
I wondered what on earth she saw in me that could make her want to befriend me, other than a pale reflection of herself, an echo of solitude and loss….
To truly hate is an art one learns with time..
Those were the words she wanted to hear and she finally surrendered to the temptation of believing them..
Don Basilio was a forbidding-looking man with a bushy mustache who did not suffer fools and who subscribed to the theory that the liberal use of adve….
One mustn't dream of one's future; one must earn it..
. . .sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Why is that?" “Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, no….
I think today will be the day. Today our luck will change,' I proclaimed on the wings of the first coffee of the day, pure optimism in a liquid state..
I've always said that idleness dulls the spirit. We have to keep the brain busy, or at least the hands if we don't have a brain..
I would like to save all books, those that are banned, those that are burned, or forgotten with contempt by the mandarins who want to tell us what is….
that as long as we are being remembered, we remain alive..
I decided that my existence would be one of books and silence..