Bogdan !:
"I stopped counting days long ago. The loneliness, fear and despair are what's defining the thing I still call "life"."
Bogdan !:
"Tell me something, friend. When you woke up this morning... Was it still there? The sadness?"
Bogdan !:
"My friend, listen; what's good or bad these days? How do you go through like this ? What do you do ?"
Bogdan !:
"They come to be woken up. The dream has become their reality. Who are you to say otherwise?"
Bogdan !:
"I used to think about it more, but you reach a certain age you know who you are. Now I live in a little room, out in the country behind a bar, work four nights a week, and in between I drink. And there ain't nobody there to stop me. I know who I am."
Bogdan !:
"Think about your deepest fear getting closer to you with every day that goes by. That's how it is."
Bogdan !:
"Give them what they need, a good life. You have a son, maybe you name him James, it's a good strong name, and maybe one day, years after I'm dead and gone, you gather the whole family and tell them the truth, who you are, you tell them the whole story."
Bogdan !:
"I know it seems hard sometimes but remember one thing. Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it gets, stick your chest out, keep your head up and handle it. Happy Holidays!"
