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Ismail Kadare put the nation in debt by giving it more hope and faith than it could digest, when the nation had almost nothing, when it didn't eat, didn't drink, didn't believe and didn't see light.
Ismail Kadare had the gift of describing ugly things beautifully and this made him irreplaceable for all of us who lived in very ugly times.
When I try to compare him with something, I think that Ismail Kadare resembles a man who lives by spreading dreams.
Imagine a closed, weary, isolated, ruined and hopeless place, in which a man writes all day and night, until morning, enters the house and leaves a written dream at the head of everyone's bed.
These were his books.
That would be enough for a writer to leave in peace that he has done his job to the nation perfectly.
Ismail Kadare put the nation in debt by giving it more hope and faith than it could digest, when the nation had almost nothing, when it didn't eat, didn't drink, didn't believe and didn't see light.
His books stood on empty tables like hunger, like thirst, like water and like bread.
I will never forget how I waited with the passion of a child to get Ismail Kadare's books and since that day I have not and probably will never stand in line to buy a book.
Reading Ismail Kadare was not only a pleasure but it was an obligation to time.
By reading Ismail you were, by not reading him you were not.
That was the point. This was the time. This was Albania.
When I got to know him closely, I also realized something that the dazzling colors of his literature do not allow you to see enough. Ismail Kadare defended himself with will, stubbornness and courage from the disease of great writers: he never became a pessimist.
He believed that the world would become better, that people would become more peaceful, that the future would be happier, that envy would be curbed and that good would overcome evil.
Ismail Kadare was a man who believed that optimism is the medicine of humanity and I am convinced that he ran away with this conviction.
Now that he is gone, his absence is greater than himself.
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