You Are Engaging In Madness.

You Live In The Image You Have Of The World. Every One Of Us Lives In A Different World, With Different Space And Different Time.

And I Imagine... With Great Pleasure... All The Horrible Stirrings Of The Nonmanifested To Bring Forth The Scream Which Creates The Universe. Maybe One Day I'll See You Trembling, And You'll Go Into Convulsion And Grow Larger And Smaller Until Your Mouth Opens And The World Will Come From Your Mouth, Escaping Through The Window Like A River, And It Will Flood The City. And Then We'll Begin To Live.

Have A Dream. Fight To Do A Dream. Don't Ask If It Is Possible To Do Something Or If Not Possible. Try To Do It!

Every Person Has A Talent, But Not The Same One. Every Person Has To Discover His Personal Talent And Go With His Talent. And Then You Are You, And What You Do, You Do Because You Love What You Do, Not Because You Want To Be Famous Or Because You're Making Money. You Do The Work Because You Love It.

My Father Was A Monster. A Monster! I Cut With My Family When I Was 23 And I Never See Them Again.