I swim against the tide because I like to annoy.

Memories are worse than bullets.

All true stories begin and end in a cemetery" - The Shadow of the Wind

The moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you've already stopped loving that person forever.

As I walked, I ran my fingers along the spines of hundreds of books. I let myself be imbued with the smell, with the light that filtered through the cracks or from the glass lanterns embedded in the wooden structure, floating among mirrors and shadows.

It seems that in the advanced stages of stupidity, a lack of ideas is compensated for by an excess of ideologies.

In my schoolboy reveries, we were always two fugitives riding on the spine of a book, eager to escape into worlds of fiction and secondhand dreams.