“The act of writing, it seems to me, makes up a shelter, allows space to what would otherwise be hidden, crossed out, mutilated. Sometimes writing can work toward a reparation, making a sheltering space for the mind. Yet it feeds off ruptures, tears in what might otherwise seem a seamless, oppressive fabric.”

“sometime life is full of joy,and sometime life is full of pain and tears but we have to defeat it”

“we choose for our selves what's right or wrong... but when we make mistakes we blame someone else(parents)”

“who knows what will happen tomorrow or next”

“Time is the Mind of Space.”

“Be what you would seem to be - or, if you'd like it put more simply - never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.”

“My limitless ability to weave time and space does not make me a god - just a da-n good writer.”