Today, Writers Want To Impress Other Writers.

I Am Two Women: One Wants To Have All The Joy, Passion And Adventure That Life Can Give Me. The Other Wants To Be A Slave To Routine, To Family Life, To The Things That Can Be Planned And Achieved. I'm A Housewife And A Prostitute, Both Of Us Living In The Same Body And Doing Battle With Each Other.

It's Not My Story Anymore: Whenever I Speak About The Past Now, I Feel As If I Were Talking About Something That Has Nothing To Do With Me. All That Remains In The Present Are The Voice, The Presence, And The Importance Of Fulfilling My Mission. I Don't Regret Difficulties I Experienced; I Think They Helped Me To Become The Person I Am Today, I Feel The Way A Warrior Must Feel After Years Of Training; He Doesn't Remember The Details Of Everything He Learned, But He Knows How To Strike When The Time Is Right.

Feelings Do Not Grow Old Along With The Body. Feelings Form Part Of A World I Don’t Know, But It’s A World Where There’s No Time, So Space, No Frontiers.

And, When You Can't Go Back, You Have To Worry Only About The Best Way Of Moving Forward.

No One Could Make A Choice Without Feeling Afraid.