"What we know about ourselves is only a part, and perhaps a very small one, of what we are without knowing it".

«I know: not everything will remain hymn inside me like these days; dark hours of confusion will come. But deep down I guard a small garden surrounded by solemnity, which no anguish can ever reach again. And if you want, from year to year, we will move the boundaries further».

"I have done all the goodbyes. Many departures they have trained me since childhood. But I'll come back again, I'll start again, on my return my gaze is freed. I just have to fill it, and that unapologetic joy of having loved similar things to those absences that make us act".