A Designer Knows He Has Achieved Perfection

There Is Nothing That Can Equal The Treasure Of So Many Shared Memories.

It Is Not A Question Of Living Dangerously. That Formula Is Too Arrogant, Too Presumptuous. I Don't Care Much For Bull-fighters. It's Not The Danger I Love. I Know What I Love. It Is Life Itself.

No Destiny Attacks Us From Outside. But, Within Him, Man Bears His Fate And There Comes A Moment When He Knows Himself Vulnerable; And Then, As In A Vertigo, Blunder Upon Blunder Lures Him.

The Soldier's Body Becomes A Stock Of Accessories That Are Not His Property.

I Was Wrong To Grow Older. Pity. I Was So Happy As A Child.