God Wills, Man Dreams, The Work Is

I Look At Myself But I'm Missing. I Know Myself: It’s Not Me.

Should You Ask Me If I'm Happy, I'll Answer That I'm Not.

I Look For Myself But Find No One. I Belong To The Chrysanthemum Hour Of Bright Flowers Placed In Tall Vases. I Should Make An Ornament Of My Soul.

Look, There's No Metaphysics On Earth But Chocolates.

My Homeland Is The Portuguese Language.