|This summer she has seen it clear. Núria was said me it in secret, with serenity, with one champagne glass Jaume de Codorníu, looking at the distance from the porch.|
-I, it is not that I am fat for a time, it is that I am fat.
-Yes, it is necessary to accept the reality of one self, starting for the body itself. I am fat and therefore I have been excluded from the social life.
-You want to say stigmatized. If you were not fat, but only if you were fat for a time, Barcelona’s society could hide you during a time, as long as you expiated your sin.
-Until now, I self-deceived with this... But already not: the reality prevails. It is not a hole of which I am going out, a bad moment that I recover from, but am I, that am fat.
-It is the worst that can happen to you. When we come back to Barcelona, nobody will pay you attention, and you will not be able to go anywhere; the people will avoid you.
-It is my fate.
-That God helps you.