Oigo voces en mi cabeza, y si no recuerdo mal, lo he hecho siempre.

Oh Christ, he understood more than he wanted to right now. Give me a chance, Louis thought, and I’llunderstand myself right into the nearest mental asylum.

I’m going crazy, Louis thought wonderingly. Wheeeeee!

She was crazy but he needed her. Oh I am in so much trouble he thought, and stared blindly up at the ceiling as the droplets of sweat began to gather on his forehead again.

La follia è quando non riesci più a distinguere le cuciture che tengono insieme il mondo.