The world [...] an endless battle of contrasting memories.

“Sí. A eso ahora lo llaman evadirse de la realidad. Pero no tiene nada de malo. …”

“I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by someth…”

“Where was I now? I had no idea. No idea at all. Where was this place? All that …”

“Even a rat will choose the least painful route if you shock him enough”