What is there left for me after my purgatory of solitude?...I welcome death as a version of life in which I will not be myself. There is a fallacy here which I ought to see but will not. For when I wake on the ocean floor it will be the same old voice that drones out of me...
J. M. CoetzeeAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: south african
- Born: February 9, 1940