No One Should Be Forced To Carry

We See Things The Way We Are, Not The Way They Are.

Houses Turn To Corpses Overnight When We Cease To Live And Love In Them.

Warmth, Perfume, Rugs, Soft Lights, Books. They Do Not Appease Me. I Am Aware Of Time Passing, Of All The World Contains That I Have Not Seen, Of All The Interesting People I Have Not Met.

Myself ... Is Merely An Instrument To Connect Life And A Myth

I Palliate The Sufferings Of Others. Yes I See Myself As Softening The Blows, Dissolving Acids, Neutralizing Poisons, Every Moment Of The Day. I Try To Fulfill The Wishes Of Others, To Perform Miracles. I Exert Myself Performing Miracles.