I am made up of urgencies: my joys are intense; my sorrows, absolute. I fill myself with absences, I empty myself of excesses. I don't fit into the narrow, I only live in extremes. Little is no use to me, medium does not satisfy me, halves have never been my strong point! All the big and small moments, made with love and affection, are eternal memories for me. Words even win me over temporarily... But attitudes lose me or win me over forever. I suppose that understanding me is not a matter of intelligence but of feeling, of getting in touch... Either it touches you or it doesn't touch you (Clarice Lispector)