Tiny Details Imperceptible To Us Decide Everything!

The Moral Backbone Of Literature Is About That Whole Question Of Memory. To My Mind It Seems Clear That Those Who Have No Memory Have The Much Greater Chance To Lead Happy Lives.

In My Photographic Work I Was Always Especially Entranced... By The Moment When The Shadows Of Reality, So To Speak, Emerge Out Of Nothing On The Exposed Paper, As Memories Do In The Middle Of The Night, Darkening Again If You Try To Cling To Them.

How I Wished During Those Sleepless Hours That I Belonged To A Different Nation, Or Better Still, To None At All.

Everything Our Civilization Has Produced Is Entombed.

A Wonderful Story Collection Set Between One Place And Another And Shaped By A Fearless Sense Of Comedy.