Deep down we've never been who we think we once were, and we only remember what never happened.

All I know is that once Julián told the kids in the building that he had a sister only he could see. He said she came out of mirrors as if she were made of thin air and that she lived with Satan himself in a palace at the bottom of a lake.

It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality.

-Do you think it's dirty money? -All money is dirty. If it were clean nobody would want it.

Nothing is fair. The most one can hope is for things to be logical. Justice is a rare illness in a world that is otherwise a picture of health.

I wondered what on earth she saw in me that could make her want to befriend me, other than a pale reflection of herself, an echo of solitude and loss. In my ..reveries, we were always two fugitives riding on the spine of a book, eager to escape into worlds of fiction and second hand dreams

It might have been that notion, or just chance, or its more flamboyant relative, destiny.