"I want to say that he would never stop peeling potatoes or washing dishes. From the worthless person that he was, he turned into an extraordinary all-rounder, without language, without purpose. An evident truth that can let us avoid seeing that language may have its aims, and he does not mind at all about us, he does not mind at all about language, no more than less than himself, the boy."
"Mine and perforation; soil, like the toing and froing of the weft of the thickness of a formidable fabric. It is just that beside the channels for urine there are channels for shit, channels for water, wine, alcohol, beer, spits, sperm, snot and sweat. This virgin blood cannot enter in contact but with virgin soil which must be a prime soil. It shall be the soil of the first movements of the earth, the stratifications of the primordial times of havoc. May the underground water, in which the primitive convulsions are etched, be rediscovered ."