My Father - I Once Asked Him

People Usually Don't Allow You To Cut Off Their Tongue.

To What Extent Does Anybody Control His Destiny? Life Is Very Much Like Falling Of The Edge Of A Cliff. You Have Complete Freedom To Make All The Choices You Want To Take On Your Way Down. My Characters Choose To Yearn And Not Lose Hope Even When The Odds Are Completely Against Them. It Doesn't Make The Landing At The End Of That Fall Any Less Painful But, Somehow, It Helps Them Keep A Little Dignity Their Bone Broken Body.

I Have To Admit That Talking Authoritatively About My Students' Stories Can Make Me Feel, At Times, Like An Astronaut Who Has Just Landed On A New Planet And Insists On Giving Guided Tours To Its Inhabitants.

I Always Have A Story In My Head That Needs To Be Written, Or At Least I Think I Do. But I Usually Can't Find The Time To Write It.

I Have Always Thought That Heaven Is A Place For People Who Had Had A Good Life, But That Is Not True. God Is Merciful And Way Too Good To Make It So. The Heaven Is Just A Place For People Who Could Not Be Really Happy While Living On Earth. I Was Once Told That People Who Commit Suicide Are Taken Back On Earth To Repeat Life From The Very Beginning Because If They Did Not Like It Once, It Did Not Mean They Would Not Like It The Next Time. But Those Who Did Not Fit In On Earth At All, Ended Up Here. Everyone Comes To Heaven In Their Own Way.