If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every day is mine.

Nature is the difference between the soul and God.

The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.

Ser compreendido é prostituir-se.

I carry my awareness of defeat like a banner of victory.

Today I suddenly experienced an absurd but quite valid sensation. I realized, in an intimate lightning flash, that I am no one. No one, absolutely no one.

Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.