Happy is the nation without a history.
See Montesquieu {618579} for a slightly earlier version.
My life has been wild enough to derive all of the stories you need out of it. I've been through many, many years of behavioral problems, so I don't really look outside for stories.
The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.
I grew up in Colombo but was lucky enough to spend a lot of time in the countryside as well. Although there was considerable turbulence, even in the 1950s, it did not throw a shadow on my consciousness.
I had such a crazy life. How I got away with it, I don't know.
I had a very rough and tumultuous childhood. I often wish that I had the opportunity to make my own choices in life and choose my own path. But at the same time, I realize that things happen the way they're supposed to.
I have been curious about Haiti for many years. The history of the country is as fascinating as it is turbulent.
I was an outsider as a kid, and I grew up around a lot of violence.
Before my first novel, I was dating a woman who later went to prison for bashing a guy with a hammer.