I wish I were supernaturally strong so I could put right everything that is wrong.
I donโt like to talk to people, because I canโt express myself satisfactorily. I donโt say the things I mean.
I live like a monk: with one toothbrush, one cake of soap, and a pot of cream.
I have made enough faces.
Every one of us lives this life just once, if we are honest, to live once is enough.
I always wanted to do my best. I got nothing freeโI had to work hard.