“No useless chatter, but a word of necessity face to face with itself.
With this word, I have written my books.
Word of sand. Word of eternity.
Thoughts of shipwreck, but also of haven.”
“To approach silence before the silent sign.
To approach the book before the page.
To wait for words that wake our thoughts as they write us.”
“When a sparrow feels the freezing cold air, he puffs up his feathers and gathers his feet under his body;
he bears the surrounding cold by countering it with his inner warmth.
The writer, who is also warm-blooded, fights even harder”
“The bow’s harmony arises from the strained stick forced by the bow-string.
Subsequently, harmony resides in unity and contradiction.
It is kinetic energy that’s about to become dynamic energy.”