Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.

...there was only one thing that interested her and that was getting into bed with men whenever she'd the chance. And I warned her straight. 'You'll be sorry one day, my girl, and wish you'd got me back'.

life is a story and god is author.life is absurd.I think so.

False judges are held up in the world's admiration and I alone know the true ones.

At one time or another all normal people have wished their loved ones were dead.

Human relationships always help us to carry on because they always presuppose a future.

I said that the world is absurd, but I was too hasty. This world in itself is not reasonable, that is all that can be said. But what is absurd is the confrontation of this irrational and the wild longing for clarity whose call echoes in the human heart.