It is obvious that the newspaper produces the opinion of the readers.

We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death. That's why we like all the things that we assume have no limits and, therefore, no end. It's a way of escaping thoughts about death. We like lists because we don't want to die.

There are more people than you think who want to have a challenging experience, in which they are obliged to reflect about the past.

The function of memory is not only to preserve, but also to throw away. If you remembered everything from your entire life, you would be sick.

I don't see the point of having 80 million people online if all they are doing in the end is talking to ghosts in the suburbs.

How does a person feel when looking at the sky? He thinks that he doesn't have enough tongues to describe what he sees. Nevertheless, people have never stopping describing the sky, simply listing what they see.

There is no great sport in having bullets flying about one in every direction, but I find they have less horror when among them than when in anticipation.