"[...] Sometimes, when I lie awake at night...
I wonder whether I've lived at all. Is it the same for everybody... or do some people have a greater talent for living than others?
Or do some people never live? They just exist.
Then I'm seized by fear. I'm seized by fear and see a horrible picture of myself.
I never grew up. My face and my body have aged. I acquire memories and experiences... but underneath all that I haven't even been born.
I can't remember any faces... not even my own."