I live in an ecotone. Employment must coexist with goofing off. Responsibility must coexist with irresponsibility.

Summer was a book of hope. That's why I loved and hated summers. Because they made me want to believe.

When I was a boy, I used to wake up thinking that the world was ending.

In the distance, I can see a storm coming in, the dark clouds and the lightning on the horizon moving towards me. I wait and I wait and I wait for the storm. And then it comes, and the rains wash away the nightmares and the memories. And I'm not afraid.

¿Por qué sonreímos? ¿Por qué reímos? ¿Por qué nos sentimos solos? ¿Por qué estamos tristes y confundidos? ¿Por qué leemos poesía? ¿Por qué lloramos cuando vemos una pintura? ¿Por qué se alborota nuestro corazón cuando amamos? ¿Por qué sentimos vergüenza? ¿Qué es esa cosa en las entrañas llamada "deseo"?

There are worst things in life than kissing boys.