My parents took an interest in nothing, at home no books, no records. My mother and my father are the emblem of indifference, dryness and bad taste. My father is also terribly stingy, in life as well as in feelings: I have never seen him filling up the bathtub.

I adored Mickey Mouse when I was a child. He was the emblem of happiness and funniness.

Oh, I adored Mickey Mouse when I was a child. He was the emblem of happiness and funniness. You went to the movies then, you saw two movies and a short. When Mickey Mouse came on the screen and there was his big head, my sister said she had to hold onto me. I went berserk.

I like birthday cake. It's so symbolic. It's a tempting symbol to load with something more complicated than just 'Happy birthday!' because it's this emblem of childhood and a happy day.

"Malgr? les sympt?mes qui continuaient ? la secouer - apathie, tremblements, acc?s de panique soudains et inexpliqu?s -, Andr?a avait du mal ? le croire. Elle n'?tait pas un soldat. Elle n'avait rien v?cu de v?ritablement traumatique.

There can be, if I forebode aright, no power, short of the Divine mercy, to disclose, whether by uttered words, or by type or emblem, the secrets that may be buried with a human heart. The heart, making itself guilty of such secrets, must perforce hold them, until the day when all hidden things shall be revealed. Nor have I so read or interpreted the Holy Writ, as to understand that the disclosure of human thoughts and deeds, then to be made, is intended as part of the retribution. That, surely, were a shallow view of it. No; these revelations, unless I greatly error, are meant merely to promote the intellectual satisfaction of all intelligent beings, who will stand waiting, on that day, to see the dark problem of this life made plain. A knowledge of men's hearts will be needful to the completest solution of that problem. And I conceive, moreover, that the hearts holding such secrets as you speak of will yield them up, at that last day, not with reluctance, but with a joy unutterable.

"If you've ever suffered the accusations of people who objectified you as an emblem of darkness, it wasn't your fault. If you've ever been haunted by the opinions of your friends, it wasn't your fault. If they've ever assumed the worst of you, it wasn't your fault. If you've ever been judged by your own parents, it wasn't your fault. If you've ever been treated as an outcast, it wasn't your fault. If you've ever made a decision based on an opinion, it wasn't your fault. If you've ever been labeled, it wasn't your fault. If you've ever been stuck in the middle of a love triangle, it wasn't your fault. If you've ever been heartbroken, it wasn't your fault. If you've ever cried yourself to sleep, it wasn't your fault.

In-existence, the soul's greatest imposition is its perfection. It is projected as a perfected form of the physical embodiment, an emblem of things, perhaps hyperreal and untouchably perfect as existence. It can not be! The soul in-existence is nothing of perfection. It is raw potential. The soul is nothing but potential. To be specific, the soul is unordered potential!

I adored Mickey Mouse when I was a child. He was the emblem of happiness and funniness.

Oh I adored Mickey Mouse when I was a child. He was the emblem of happiness and funniness. You went to the movies then you saw two movies and a short. When Mickey Mouse came on the screen and there was his big head my sister said she had to hold onto me. I went berserk.