In My Early Twenties, That's When I

To Be Human Is To Be In A Story.

There Was No Way To Grasp The Reality Of The Present Which Slid Away Each Second, Invisible As Air; Reality Only Existed After The Fact, In One's Vision Of The Past.

Teachers Inspire The Smallest Hearts To Grow Big Enough To Change The World.

A Lie Hides The Truth. A Story Tries To Find It.

I Have A Painter's Memory. I Can Remember Things From My Childhood Which Were So Powerfully Imprinted On Me, The Whole Scene Comes Back.