I can't die yet, doctor. Not yet. I have things to do. Afterwords I'll have a whole lifetime in which to die.

I turned you into a stranger in order to forget you and now I'm the stranger.

Those were the words she wanted to hear and she finally surrendered to the temptation of believing them.

Theory is the practice of the impotent.

The haunting of history is ever present in Barcelona. I see cities as organisms, as living creatures. To me, Madrid is a man and Barcelona is a woman. And its a woman whos extremely vain.

I was secretly convinced that with such a marvel one would be able to write anything, from novels to encyclopedias, and letters whose supernatural power would surpass any postal limitations--a letter written with that pen would reach the most remote corners of the world, even that unknowable place to which my father said my mother had gone and from where she would never return.

Whoever said that childhood is the happiest time of your life is a liar, or a fool.