Madness plants mirrors in the desert. I find the means frightening.
Floriano Martins.
“God is a book I can no longer read.”
“Only God would adore his own death.”
“A constant human error: to believe in an end to one's fantasies. Our daydreams are the measure of our unreachable truth. The secret of all things lies in the emptiness of the formula that guard them.”
“There is no way I can avoid thinking about the kind of world I belong to. The abuse of utopias disfigures everything.”
“We live in the hope that life will be different. Just a little more substance perhaps in the intrinsic frailty of the days. Such resignation frightens me. Between gunshots I get drunk. In secret, a...”
“The deeper I go into myself the more I realize that I am my own enemy.”
“Water, water, water....There is no shortage of water in the desert but exactly the right amount , a perfect ratio of water to rock, water to sand, insuring that wide free open, generous spacing amo...”
“, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth.”
“Id forgotten how enlivening it could feel, seeing clearly and far. Aridity frees light. It also unleashes grandeur. The earth here wasnt cloaked in forest, nor draped in green. Green was pastoral, ...”
“There is something relentless about the serenity of nature which has a crushing effect on the human mind. The lavish splendour of her phases, which completely ignores human strife, fills the race o...”
“Almost every day I can feel myself suffering mainly in the head, I can explain the pain to myself but knowing it comes from an inflammation of my imagination doesn't prevent it being reality itself...”
“I guess in this culture of ever-shortening attention spans, it's good if a song can lift us out of the madness, even if only for a few minutes.”
“Never trust a mirror,' his mother had told him. 'They never tell the truth unless you make them.”
“You're an intensely attractive woman. You do know that, don't you?" To her silence, he replied, "You'd believe me if you could see your”
“Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.”