What Kind Of World Is This That

Oh, I'm Not Just Going Too Far, I've Arrived.

Death Is The Inventor Of God.

Chaos Is Order Yet Undeciphered.

Because Each Of You Has His Or Her Own Death, You Carry It With You In A Secret Place From The Moment You're Born, It Belongs To You And You Belong To It.

I Had No Books At Home. I Started To Frequent A Public Library In Lisbon. It Was There, With No Help Except Curiosity And The Will To Learn, That My Taste For Reading Developed And Was Refined.