The Only Truth Is That I Live.

How Was She To Tie Herself To A Man Without Permitting Him To Imprison Her? And Was There Some Means Of Acquiring Things Without Those Things Possessing Her?

Do You Know That Hope Sometimes Consists Only Of A Question Without An Answer?

Brazil Is Where I Have To Be, Where I Have My Roots.

The World's Continual Breathing Is What We Hear And Call Silence.

Who Has Not Asked Himself At Some Time Or Other: Am I A Monster Or Is This What It Means To Be A Person?