We never consider that the things dogs know about us are things of which we have not the faintest notion.

In the end, I am quite normal. I don't have odd habits. I don't dramatize. Above all, I do not romanticize the act of writing. I don't talk about the anguish I suffer in creating. I do not have a fear of the blank page, writer's block, all those things that we hear about writers.

Doesn't anybody understand that killing in the name of God only makes Him a murderer?

The church has never been asked to explain anything, our speciality, along with ballistics, has always been the neutralisation of the overly curious mind through faith.

Consciences keep silence more often than they should, that's why laws were created.

The minds of human beings are not always entirely at one with the world in which they live, some people have trouble adjusting to reality, basically they're just weak, confused spirits who use words, sometimes very skillfully, to justify their cowardice.

No human being can achieve all he or she desires in this life except in dreams, so good night all.