“If I wrote, it was because my writings, alas, were only means I had to aid the struggle. Crete and Turkey, good and evil, light and darkness were wrestling uninterruptedly inside me, my purpose in writing, a purpose at first unconscious and afterwards conscious, was to do my utmost to aid Crete, the good and the light to win. My purpose in writing was not beauty; it was deliverance.”

N. Kazantzakis,
Report to Greco