Great art is horseshit, buy tacos.

I was in love again. I was in trouble

It was like any other relationship, there was jealousy on both sides, there were split-ups and reconciliations. There were also fragmented moments of great peace and beauty. I often tried to get away from her and she tried to get away from me but it was difficult: Cupid, in his strange way, was really there.

A spark can set a whole forest on fire. Just a spark. Save it.

my greatest problem was stamps, envelopes, paper and wine, with the world on the edge of World War II.

Knowledge is knowing as little as possible.

My flesh looked like it wasn't trying. It looked like it hated being part of me.