My Eyes Close. I Am Here And

I Need My Natural Laziness To Be Counteracted By Obsession In Order To Do Anything.

I Sometimes Seem To Myself To Wander Around The World Merely Accumulating Material For Future Nostalgias.

I Spent Many Years Of My Life As An Economist And Demographer. I Was Finally Distracted By Writing My Novels And Poetry. I'm Enormously Happy That Was The Case. I Feel That With Writing I Have Found My Metier.

I Think It's Possible To Be Multi-rooted, Rather Like A Banyan Tree, Without Being Deracinated.

What Is The Difference Between My Life And My Love? One Gets Me Low, The Other Lets Me Go.