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What Annoys A Person Who Suicides? The Life Itself. Boredom. Tiredness That Descends On Every Morning When You Look At Yourself At The Mirror.

To Grow Up Is To Wonder About Things; To Be Grown Up Is To Slowly Forget The Things You Wondered About As A Child.

I Do Not Understand How On Earth You Can Become A Writer Without Seeing The World.

I Work In An Old Tradition That Goes Back To The Ancient Greeks. You Hold A Mirror To Crime To See What's Happening In Society. I Could Never Write A Crime Story Just For The Sake Of It, Because I Always Want To Talk About Certain Things In Society.

Our Exile Organizations Have Been Our Way Of Replacing The Cities And Villages We Have Lost.