She discovered with great delight that one does not love one's children just because they are one's children but because of the friendship formed while raising them.

A man should have two wives: one to love and one to sew on his buttons.

She wanted to be herself again, to recover all that she had been obliged to give up in half a century of servitude that had doubtless made her happy but which, once her husband was dead, did not leave her even the vestiges of her identity.

She had never imagined that curiosty was one of the many masks of love .

Horses frighten me as much as chickens do,’ he said. ‘That is too bad, because lack of communication with horses has impeded human progress,’ said Abrenuncio. ‘If we ever broke down the barriers, we could produce the centaur.

and it was always without pretensions of loving or being loved although always in the hope of finding something that resembled love but without the problems of love.

The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.