For the first time in months I felt my body slacken. I had been carrying myself like a gun, cocked, alert, ready for trouble, fearing it.

“De ce sa scap? De prezent? Da, de acest prim-plan care-mi ascunde ce se intampl…”

“I'm not looking for God, only for myself, and that is far more complicated. God…”

“What can i tell you about the choices we make? Fate reads like the polar opposi…”

“My mother has often been labelled as strange but that’s because she says things…”