The only way marriage can work is if a man respects the woman and she is a thinking woman and he wants to work on the marriage.

A self made man is a rarity and hated by the parasites that floated to fame thought their parents, relatives and contacts.

Married life is an existence with bars around it.

Love is a deception and a trap. Love is as big a myth that God sits with his flowing white beard in a throne and looks at us.

I refuse to be silenced.

Our photographs are filthier and our stories are more disgusting. We make no effort to be artistic.

Even though marriage is doomed, if you turned it into a job you like and really work at it - it can be salvaged.