I Want My Words To Survive Translation.

When I Was Younger, I Didn't Read That Much. I Was More Interested In Film And Music. Now I'm Curious. I Want To Know What It's All About.

You're Always In A Rush, Or Else You're Too Exhausted To Have A Proper Conversation. Soon Enough, The Long Hours, The Traveling, The Broken Sleep Have All Crept Into Your Being And Become Part Of You, So Everyone Can See It, In Your Posture, Your Gaze, The Way You Move And Talk.

It Didn't Hurt, Did It? When I Hit You?" "sure. Fractured Skull. Concussion, The Lot..." "but Seriously, Kath. No Hard Feelings, Right? I'm Awfully Sorry. I Honestly Am.

People Aren't Quite Sure What It Means When A Book Is A Booker Prize Winner. They're Not Quite Sure What Is Being Recommended, What Literary Values It Stands For, Because Every Year It Stands For Something Different.

What I Wished More Than Anything Was That The Thing Hadn't Happened At All, And I Thought That By Not Mentioning It I'd Be Doing Everyone Else A Favor.