We Have Fallen Into This Very Mean

The Strange Thing About Africa Is How Past, Present And Future Come Together In A Kind Of Rough Jazz, If You Like.

To Sustain Your Belief Through Situations That Completely Undermine It Is Quite Something.

It Is Easy To Forget How Mysterious And Mighty Stories Are. They Do Their Work In Silence, Invisibly. They Work With All The Internal Materials Of Your Mind And Self. They Become Part Of You While Changing You. Beware The Stories You Read Or Tell; Subtly, At Night, Beneath The Waters Of Consciousness, They Are Altering Your World.

I Was Born Left-handed, But I Was Made To Use My Other Hand. When I Was Writing 'famished Road,' Which Was Very Long, I Got Repetitive Stress Syndrome. My Right Wrist Collapsed, So I Started Using My Left Hand. The Prose I Wrote With My Left Hand Came Out Denser, So Later On I Had To Change It.

Wholeness Is The Enemy Of The Artist. We Ought To Be Broken, Ruined In Some Way.