[...] Pla says that you have to write as you write a letter to the family, but with a little more care. Here I am going to do it as if even the letters were a display of rhetoric. As if talking alone. * [...] I have been in prison, I have gone on a hunger strike, I have suffered a divorce, I have assisted a dying person. Once I made a bomb. I negotiated with drugs. One woman left me, I left another. One day my house caught fire, I was robbed, I suffered a flood and a drought, I crashed in a car. I was friends with someone who was murdered and was buried by the murderers in their own garden. I also met a man who killed another man, and one who hanged himself. It's just a matter of age. All this has happened to me in a life in general very calm, peaceful, without great surprises. * [...] Neither "spirit of sacrifice" nor "desire to excel" nor "aspiration to excellence". Nor any respect or sympathy for such things.