Llevamos el circo en la sangre.

Poezję pisze się łzami, powieść krwią, a historię rozczarowaniem.

Resentment slowly poisoned my blood and I laughed at myself and my absurd hopes.

Money is like any other virus: once it has rotted the soul of the person who houses it, it sets off in search of new blood.

Poetry is written with tears, fiction with blood, and history with invisible ink.