“Yes i am sad because i want to be happy, if never want to be a happy i never became sad”

“whatever eyes can speak mouth nevers”

“Yes, it's true. Immaculate conception exists. I am the second coming of Christ. I have no father.”

“I feel like, I was going somehow with my life, holding myself together and then these blasts happened, and then suddenly I was paralyzed. I was not able to move, or to even hold myself intact. As if like I was fallen into this unconscious state, of eternal sleep. When I was asleep, somebody came and disassembled me into thousands of pieces and then hurriedly put me back together in a second, losing some of my pieces on the ground, or placing some of them incorrectly – you know, that kind of feeling” “How do you feel?” She added. Apparently, she was asking me back everything.“I’m still not able to sleep on her side of the bed” I faked a smile.”

“Do you know that feeling - The feeling of being alive and dead, both at the same time? When it seems like you are just going through with different notions of life, without actually living it. I do, I know that feeling very well. I live with it, eat with it and often sleep with it.”

“When I came out of anesthesia, I wanted two things: my husband and my dog. They wouldn't let the dog in the recovery room.”

“And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.”