The situation is that of him who is helpless, cannot act, in the event cannot paint, since he is obliged to paint. The act is of him who, helpless, unable to act, acts, in the event paints, since he is obliged to paint.

I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in.

The only sin is the sin of being born.

With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.

Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.

Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end.

Unhappy, but not unhappy enough.