“You strive to have a good heart. But what is a heart? Just a chunk of flesh that a dog can eat.”
“Life is a journey, and you can't carry everything with you. Only the usable baggage.”
“No, It's hard to uproot yourself and really become yourself in another soil, but it's also an opportunity, another kind of growth.”
“We ate away, reminiscing about our victories over the enemies from different streets and villages and competing with each other in casting curses. A few golden butterflies and dragonflies were fluttering around us. The afternoon air was warm and clean, and the town below us seemed like a green harbor full of white sails.”
“I work hard, I work very hard. All the books at least 30 revisions.”
“Writing is not a great profession as a lot of writers proclaim. I write because this is something I can do. Another thing—very often I think a lot of writers write because they have failed to do other things. How many writers can’t drive? A lot. They’re not practical. They are not capable in everyday life.”
“The more you move, the stronger you'll grow, not like a tree that can be killed if you uproot it.”