“Far away, our dreams have nothing to do with what we do. The wind carries the night, and passes on, aimless.”

“Nothing belongs to us / but dreams / confused images of the night, / voices that we do not distinguish anymore.”

“When you have nothing more to say,
when the stars bleed
and the flowers crucified,
at last, go away, far off,
when the light crying in night
and the child doesn'r dream,
then, go far away,
between existences there is the freedom,
of infinity the mutiny.”

“I tried to pass for nothing
But my dreams gave me away”

“If we, citizens, do not support our artists, then we sacrifice our imagination on the altar of crude reality and we end up believing in nothing and having worthless dreams.”

“I like the fans’ sound at night. Do you? It’s like somebody big far away goes like: it’sOKit’sOKit’sOKit’sOK, over and over. From very far away.”

“Whether we change our lives or do nothing, we have responded. To do nothing is to do something.”

“Do you want me to sing to you? I'll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away.”

“If we would give, just once, the same amount of reflection to what we want out of life that we give to the question of what to do with a two weeks’ vacation, we would be startled at our false standards and the aimless procession of our busy days.”

“We allow ourselves to be blown by the winds because we do know what we want: our hearts know it, even if our thoughts are sometimes slow to follow- but in the end they do catch up with our hearts and then we think we have made a decision.”