“I must learn to love the fool in me
the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too
many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-
control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and
breaks promises, laughs and cries”
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see? ”