Work on a computer that is disconnected from the ­internet.

Sometimes, one wants to have the illusion that one is making ones own life, out of ones own resources.

The nineties, ecstatic decade!

He had her in his heart, but not always in his mind.

Then you begin to give up the very idea of belonging. Suddenly this thing, this belonging,it seems like some long, dirty lie ... and I begin to believe that birthplaces are accidents, that everything is an accident. But if you believe that, where do you go? What do you do? What does anything matter?

World makers, social network makers, ask one question first: 'How can I do it?'

People don't settle for people. They resolve to be with them. It takes faith. You draw a circle in the sand and agree to stand in it and believe in it.