This Must Be What It

No, There Are Three People In A Marriage, There's The Woman, There's The Man, And There's What I Call The Third Person, The Most Important, The Person Who Is Composed Of The Man And Woman Together.

Death Is The Inventor Of God.

Every Second That Passes Is Like A Door That Opens To Allow In What Has Not Yet Happened, What We Call The Future, But, To Challenge The Contradictory Nature Of What We Have Just Said, Perhaps It Would Be More Accurate To Say That The Future Is Just An Immense Void, That The Future Is Just The Time On Which The Eternal Present Feeds.

I Think We Are Blind, Blind But Seeing, Blind People Who Can See, But Do Not See.

I Was Born In A Family Of Landless Peasants, In Azinhaga, A Small Village In The Province Of Ribatejo, On The Right Bank Of The Almonda River, Around A Hundred Kilometres North-east Of Lisbon.