I am nothing.I'll never be anything.I couldn't want to be something.Apart from that, I have in me all the dreams in the world.

Não sou nada. Nunca serei nada. Não posso querer ser nada. À parte isso, tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo.

I never paid any attention to people who told me to go out and live. I belonged always to whatever was far from me and to whatever I could never be. Anything that was not mine, however base, always seemed to me to be full of poetry. The only thing I ever loved was pure nothingness.

Without madness what is manBut a wholesome beast,Postponed corpse that begets?