Frederick Begbide has long since built a reputation for a sworn bohemian and "volcanic" artist who is unconcerned with the creative narthex, and it is no coincidence that his every novel is topped with bold irony, scandalous summaries and provocations.
One of the best contemporary writers. Honest and No Prestressing.
"I was born on September 21, 1965, twenty years after Auschwitz, on the first day of autumn, and I came to the world on the day when the leaves of the trees begin to fade and the days to shorten. feelings of disappointment, I made my bread, word in the newspapers or in the advertising agencies, the latter having the advantage that for less words they were paying more, I became famous by organizing Paris celebrations when there were no celebrations in Paris ... I was astonished by the people I was interested in but from my biography when I married in love, "he conceived himself as Begbede in " Love lasts for three years ".
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About life
From birth to death, our lives are on an autopilot and we need inhuman courage to change the course. At 20, I thought I knew everything about life. At 30 I realized I did not know anything. I spent ten years studying everything that I have to learn later.
Everything is temporary: love, art, planet Earth, you, me. Death is so unpredictable that it manages to surprise each of us. How do you know if this day is not your last one? You think you have time. And then suddenly - end, you disappear, your time is over. Death is the only meeting that is not recorded in your organizer.
... Everything is temporary and everything is for sale. Like everything else, man is a product with a shelf life. This is the reason I retire at 33 years. They say, this is the perfect age to rise.
For the money
Everything needs to be rebuilt. Everything to reorganize in this society. Today, those who have money have no time, but those who have time have no money. Getting rid of work is as difficult as saving from unemployment. The idiot is a public enemy number one. People are enslaved by money: they sacrifice their freedom to pay taxes.
When a person is poor, at least he thinks that the mangoes can do everything. But when you are rich, you can not tell that everything will work out with another sports car, a pair of twelve-foot shoes, or if you sleep with another model. When you are rich, you have no justification anymore. That's why all billionaires are antidepressants: they are not able to make anyone dream anymore, even themselves.
The euro was specially invented to make the high income of the wealthy look ridiculous six times more modest.
I would like to reveal the following secret: how on the ridge of our cynical age did the Advertising have been proclaimed the supreme ruler? For the past two thousand years, as ever, no creature like me has possessed such power.
For the great love
To want others to love you, you must first love yourself.
Those who speak against love are the people most in need of it.
There is only one great love in life, all before it is a preparatory stage, and all after it - an attempt to return the lost; great love is now or never.
If you know why you love someone, then you do not love him.
To be in love means to be amazed.
In my opinion, the whole problem with love is just that: to be happy, you need certainty, and to be in love you need uncertainty.
Men are constantly in somewhere between a former and a future because they are not interested in the present. They prefer to roam between nostalgia and hope, between loss and dreams. We are forever stuck between two absent women.
The two most terrible sentences of the world are: "We have to talk" and "I hope to stay friends". The funniest thing is that the result is just the opposite, and they put an end to both conversation and friendship.
We have no right to run away from happiness. Most people did not have our luck. When they are pleasant together, do not fall in love. When in love they do not fit in bed. Or when they are well in bed, then they have nothing to say. We have everything except we have nothing, because we are not together.
I take off my watch. To be eternal love, it is enough to live beyond time. The modern world is the one that kills love.
In love, then, when you mistakenly put a toothpaste on yours but on another brush.
Of course, love does not last for three years ... The love that lasts for three years is a love that has not climbed mountains and has not sank to the bottom but has fallen out of the sky. Love is lasting only when both of them know its price and have better paid in advance, otherwise there is a risk of having to settle the bill afterwards.