There are two people I pray will die every day: one is my mother, the other is my father.

A person can only have two enemies in this world: one is their mother, the other is their father.

Actually, they were our closest friends. The greatest betrayal comes from those closest to us.

Do you remember the day you found out? The day you found out why your mother and father brought you into this world.

There is no such thing as a sublime love behind your birth. There is only self-interest. Self-interest in its purest form. They gave birth to you so that you would take care of them when they grew old. That is your duty. You are a servant. You are a slave. They say “exist,” so you exist. They say “work,” so you work. And maybe one day, if they die, you will gain your freedom.

There are two people I pray will die every day: one is my mother, the other is my father.