I look sad because I don't have the courage to escape from you. And I think I don't want to understand the truth: for you, I am nothing but a dream. You like to play with life, you're not afraid of anything, not even of me. But I want you to know that I am not an object or a doll: I don't change faces on command, I like to sit down every day in the same place, on my own chair, and I know that you, you like to leave, to go to a new place every day.

I will be your friend,' I said. 'I will go home to my mother's house the way I did when I skinned my knees as a little girl. I'll go and let myself be consoled by my roses, my palm trees, my enormous volcanoes in San Salvador. When you are old, maybe you'll come and see me someday.

The two of us could form a new kind of union; we could be free together.

I'm never sick when you are well.

I get all tangled up in your ribbons.

I loved him, but I also realized how calm my life was without him.

I love you because you're a child and you're scared.' You're going to hurt me in the end. You're quite mad.