The Modern Holy Trinity Is Money, Sex

I Don't Think Writers Choose The Genre, The Genre Chooses Us. I Wrote Out Of The Wish To Create Order Out Of Disorder, The Liking Of A Pattern.

Ambition, If It Were To Be Savored, Let Alone Achieved, Had To Be Rooted In Possibility.

Early This Morning, 1 January 2021, Three Minutes After Midnight, The Last Human Being To Be Born On Earth Was Killed In A Pub Brawl In A Suburb Of Buenos Aires, Aged Twenty-five Years, Two Months And Twelve Days.

It's Easy To Get A Reputation For Wisdom. It's Only Necessary To Live Long, Speak Little And Do Less.

Every Island To A Child Is A Treasure Island.