لو استطعت استخدام جسدي لألقيت به من النافذه ، معرفتي بعجزي هي التي تشجعني على مثل هذا التفكير .

“To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.”

“There is man in his entirety, blaming his shoe when his foot is guilty.”

“I am in my mother's room. It's I who live there now. I don't know how I got the…”

“The essential doesn't change.”