I have a good memory for early life. My visual memory is good about childhood and adolescence, and less good in the last 10 years. I could probably tell you less what happened in the last 10 years. I remember what houses looked like, sometimes they just pop into my head.

no reason to mention my peculiarities, my wandering in the maze these many years, shut away from sight. and from love, too.

They made us participate in their own madness, because we couldn't help but retrace their steps, rethink their thoughts, and see that none of them led to us.

our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.

that since Cecilia’s suicide, the Lisbon’s could hardly wait for the night to forget themselves in sleep

Don't waste your time on life.

I think it is important to remind people of the extent of our free will.