She wants to drink that man too, and then she can forget forever the cheap wine that you gulp down and that makes you feel drunk, but always leaves you with a headache and an empty space in your soul.

In a world where everyone struggles to survive whatever the cost, how could one judge those people who decide to die? No one can judge. Each person knows the extent of their own suffering or the total absence of meaning in their lives.

No life is complete without a touch of madness.

We cannot all see the dreams in the same way.

I refuse to walk faintly through life only to arrive safely at death!

He also knows the power of word.

Never talking to strangers. Saying nasty things about the neighbors.