Disease-carrying thoughts swarm and multiply in the dark and twisted labyrinths of our minds, and all that is needed is a mob and a good political slogan for the epidemic to be spread once again, with a burst of automatic weapons or a mushroom cloud.

Humor is an affirmation of dignity, a declaration of man's superiority to all that befalls him.

The avantgarde are people who don't exactly know where they want to go, but are the first to get there.

Men sometimes die much earlier than they are burried.

Reality is not an inspiration for literature. At its best, literature is an inspiration for reality.

As long as you live, you hope. You think that everything will just...get better.

Sometimes I have the feeling that we live in a dubbed movie and everybody moves their lips but the voices don't correspond. We are all post-synchronized and sometimes is very accomplished and looks natural.