Nobody Is Worth Crying For, And Those

The Weak Would Never Enter The Kingdom Of Love.

It's Enough For Me To Be Sure That You And I Exist At This Moment.

Everything That Goes Into My Mouth Seems To Make Me Fat, Everything That Comes Out Of My Mouth Embarrasses Me.

Ah, Me, If This Is Love, Then How It Torments.

Races Condemned To 100 Years Of Solitude Did Not Have A Second Opportunity On Earth.