Your English is Good "Injustice is my middle name"

“The power of the dead is that we think they see us all the time. The dead have a presence. Is there a level of energy composed solely of the dead? They are also in the ground, of course, asleep and crumbling. Perhaps we are what they dream.”

“I think this is a trick we authors do. If a subject is so grave, so important, that you don’t put it in the middle of the plate, but put it by the side, and you begin talking about other things as if they are the important things, you make a composition: you don’t talk about the gravest thing from the beginning, but begin turning around it. I think this is at the heart of the desire to write a fiction: we have some secret wounds, and the Nabokovian wound is obvious here, and we want to talk about the wounds but associate them with the whole culture, with some texture, with some memories. Then we can talk about them in good conscience because, as we talk about the little trivial things, we are actually talking, speaking, about our father.”