إن القاتل يخلِّد الوضع الثقيل الذي ارتكب جريمته من أجل إنهائه، وبدلًا من أن يتخلص من العلاقة الكريهة بينه وبين القتيل، إذ بالقتيل وقد أخذ مفتاح تلك العل… - Jean-Paul Sartre

I was your luxury. For nineteen years I have been put in your man's world and was forbidden to touch anything and you made me think that all was going very well and that I did not have to worry about anything but putting flowers in vases. Why did you lie to me? Why did you keep me ignorant, if it was to admit to me one day that this world is cracking and that you are all powerless and to make me choose between a suicide and a murder?

You talk a lot about this amazing flow of time but you hardly see it. you see a women, you think that one day she'll be old, only you don't see her grow old. But there are moments when you think you see her grow old and feel yourself growing old with her: this is the feeling of adventure.

No era el aire miserable de aquel tipo lo que nos daba miedo, ni el tumor que tenía en el pescuezo y que el borde del cuello postizo rozaba; sentíamos que elaboraba en su cabeza pensamientos de cangrejo o langosta. Y nos aterrorizaba que pudieran concebirse pensamientos de langosta...