The Innocent Is The Person Who Explains

No Code Of Ethics And No Effort Are Justifiable A Priori In The Face Of The Cruel Mathematics That Command Our Condition.

Cruel Irony, The Poor Man Tormented With Hunger Feeds Those Who Plead His Case.

Without Freedom There Is No Art.

What Must Be Remembered In Any Case Is That Secret Complicity That Joins The Logical And The Everyday To The Tragic.

To Grow Old Is To Pass From Passion To Compassion.