Among all the nonsense, mistakes, and bad ideas we come up with, maybe some truth will sneak in.
I am constantly reminded that we human beings are basically storytellers. More homo narrans than Homo sapiens. We see ourselves in others’ stories. Every genuine work of art contains a small fragment of glass from a mirror.
You can’t live with literary characters no matter how much you might like to. You can have them as imaginary friends that you can call up when you need to. One of the tasks of art is to provide people with companions.
I ask myself everyday what my life is doing to me and I realize I don’t have anybody I can talk to.””You should have” said the Doctor “everybody should.
Dreams can be of value even if you don’t have an opportunity to turn them into reality.
I know paradise has many gates, just as hell does. One has to learn to distinguish between them, or one is lost.
It’s only when we can work with something that brings out our strengths that we’re of any real use.
He was religious, but had refrained from allowing his religious ideals to be obscured by a god.
An African who loses the ability to die with dignity is a lost man.
I am not afraid of dying. I have lived longer than most people in the world. What scares me is to have a body that works but a brain that is waving goodbye. If that happens, I hope I die quickly.
At the time of independence in 1975, Mozambique was extremely poor. Many Portuguese residents abandoned the country, leaving only a handful of well-educated Mozambicans to try to run the country.
Many people make the mistake of confusing information with knowledge. They are not the same thing. Knowledge involves the interpretation of information. Knowledge involves listening.
Many people say I smile more in Africa than in Sweden.
You can have more than one home. You can carry your roots with you, and decide where they grow.