“...a butterfly is like the soul of a person, it dries out in captivity.”

“First smile!! An unseasonal little shower of rain fell here, and a lot of butterflies drowned, so we put them in the sun and they came back to life, and flew up and then Agaat SMILED!”

“... ons is daar om aan te roep, het u altyd gesê, om op te roep, te voorskyn te roep.”

“Read non-fiction. History, biology, entomology, mineralogy, paleontology. Get a bodyguard and do fieldwork. Find your inner fish. Don't publish too soon. Not before you have read Thomas Mann in any case. Learn by copying, sentence by sentence some of the masters. Copy Coetzee's or Sebald's sentences and see what happens to your story. Consider creative non-fiction if you want to stay in South Africa. It might be the way to go. Never neglect back and hamstring exercises, otherwise you won't be able to write your novel. One needs one's buttocks to think.”

“Everything is important. To the smallest insect, even the mouldering tree, the deepest stone in the drift.”

“Life is short- Enjoy it!”

“shit and shine-ola”