Painting Completed My Life.

I Paint Flowers So They Will Not Die.

I Leave You My Portrait So That You Will Have My Presence All The Days And Nights That I Am Away From You.

I Must Fight With All My Strength So That The Little Positive Things That My Health Allows Me To Do Might Be Pointed Toward Helping The Revolution. The Only Real Reason For Living.

I Hope The Exit Is Joyful And I Hope Never To Return.

I Drank To Drown My Sorrows, But The Damned Things Learned How To Swim.