One of the only coherent philosophical positions is thus revolt. It is a constant confrontation between man and his own obscurity.

Those who love, friends and lovers, know that love is not only a blinding flash, but also a long and painful struggle in the darkness for the realization of definitive recognition and reconciliation.

Integrity has no need of rules.

There is a terrible emptiness in me, an indifference that hurts.

To feel absolutely right is the beginning of the end.

I lived with the only continuity, day to day, of the me-me-me.

It is a well-known fact that we always recognize our homeland at the moment we are about to lose it.