I Don't Write In Portuguese. I Write

If Life Has Given Us No More Than A Prison Cell, Let's At Least Decorate It As Best We Can-with The Shadows Of Our Dreams, Their Colourful Patterns Engraving Our Oblivion On The Static Surface Of The Walls.

Contradiction Is The Essence Of The Universe.

The Beauty Of A Naked Body Is Felt Only By The Dressed Races.

The Slope Takes You To The Windmill, But Effort Takes You Nowhere.

Life Is Whatever We Conceive It To Be.