One is and remains a slave as long as one is not cured of hoping.
I would like to explode, flow, crumble into dust, and my disintegration would be my masterpiece.
To Live signifies to believe and hope - to lie and to lie to oneself.
The premonition of madness is complicated by the fear of lucidity in madness, the fear of the moments of return and reunion... One would welcome chaos if one were not afraid of lights in it.
Try to be free: you will die of hunger.
The true hero fights and dies in the name of his destiny, and not in the name of a belief.