“Already things are changing; it´s starting with small shit but oh it´s starting, the change, the irrevocable, impossible change.”

“Nothing´s permanent. Nothing.”

“It´s a little song about abandonment, and it goes something like this....”

“Conversely, I though humiliation would be everything, but it´s such a nothing.”

“For me, it´s sloth," I say. "Hedonistic sloth and escapism.”

“The Betty Lady explains love and splitting up: "It´s like playing the shell game with Jesus. You can´t figure anything out; it´s best not to try. You´ll just humiliate yourself.”

“I am going insane. Yes. That is what´s happening. Good. Insane.”