"Solitude is a chosen separation for refining your soul. Isolation is what you crave when you neglect the first."

"We're all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding."

"Muchas de mis fotografía las hago sin mirar el objetivo, es como si no existiera la cámara y solo mi cerebro y mis ojos quisieran plasmar la imagen que estoy apreciando, pero llega un momento en que sin darme cuenta mi dedo realiza el disparo. Un acto sumamente mecánico pero lleno de intensidad"

"I keep looking for a place to fit
Where I can speak my mind
I've been trying hard to find the people
That I won't leave behind

They say I got brains
But they ain't doing me no good
I wish they could

Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong

Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)

I guess I just wasn't made for these times"

"Reality may not be what you want it to be, but it is the reality you now must face. You can deny this reality and try to wish it away, or you can accept it and not waste any energy on wanting it to be different."

"The dialectic case of the 'things we do', the 'things we have done' and the 'things we are going to do' has been haunting present and earlier generations. For ages people have been confronted with the soul-searching question how should I interpret the past and how do I move forward. Linguistic sayings, which were inherited from century to century, gave us a good deal of remarkable advice and moral guidance in this field : " Do what is right and let come what come may ", " Do well and fear not ", " Do well and dread no shame "."

"It may be somewhat paradoxical to refer to shame as a 'feeling,' for while shame is initially painful, constant shaming leads to a deadening of feeling. Shame, like cold, is, in essence, the absence of warmth. And when it reaches overwhelming intensity, shame is experienced, like cold, as a feeling of numbness and deadness. [In Dante's Inferno] the lowest circle of hell was a region not of flames, but of ice---absolute coldness."

"Nobody sees anybody truly but all through the flaws of their own egos. That is the way we all see ...each other in life. Vanity, fear, desire, competition-- all such distortions within our own egos-- condition our vision of those in relation to us. Add to those distortions to our own egos the corresponding distortions in the egos of others, and you see how cloudy the glass must become through which we look at each other."

"Man was created by nature in order to explore it. As he approaches truth he is fated to knowledge. All the rest is bullshit."

"Forgetfulness is a form of freedom."

"Time moves in one direction, memory another. We are that strange species that constructs artifacts intended to counter the natural flow of forgetting."

"Life moves on and so should we"

"The art of losing isn't hard to master; 
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster"

(Do vácuo espesso da ausência)

Seriamos completos, seriamos complementares
Haveria a plenitude, repleta de uma sombra de não-esquecimento

Da incompreensão e falta de comunicação
(quando dois amantes tornam-se mudos)

A irracionalidade alastrou-se e sob sua névoa negra,
a vaidade de ideologias perdurou, deformou-se em abismo
negligenciou afeto, negligenciou abnegação

Revestidos de máscaras e consumados por absurdos
Seremos seres pétreos: secos, indiferentes, estrangeiros condenados a serem nulos

“There is a time in life when you expect the world to be always full of new things. And then comes a day when you realise that is not how it will be at all. You see that life will become a thing made of holes. Absences. Losses. Things that were there and are no longer. And you realise, too, that you have to grow around and between the gaps, (...)"

“You never get over it", she said, "but you get where it doesn't bother you so much"."

"One can't reason away regret-it's a bit like falling in love, falling into regret."

"The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd - The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are."

"Ele cria e nada possui
Atua e não guarda coisa alguma
Realizada a obra ele não se apega
E justamente por não se apegar
Ela não se esvai."

"Tudo me parece um sonho. Mas não é, disse ele, a realidade é que é inacreditável."

“What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.”

"(...) temos que aceitar que o universo é sem deus, e a vida é sem sentido, muitas vezes uma experiência brutal e terrível, sem esperança, e que as relações amorosas são muito, muito difíceis, e que mesmo assim precisamos encontrar um jeito não só de suportar, mas de levar uma vida decente e moral (...) Se vc admite a terrível verdade sobre a existência humana e escolhe ser um ser humano decente diante dela (...) é que se pode levar o que as pessoas chamam de uma vida cristã - isto é, uma vida moral decente. Você só leva uma vida assim se, para começar, admite o que tem diante de si e joga fora toda a casca de conto de fadas que leva a pessoa a fazer escolhas na vida não por razões morais, mas para marcar pontos no pós-vida".

"My mistakes are my life."