I want the same one, the way she always is, without failures, without fights, without bad memories.

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.

How strange women are.

He did not dare to console her, knowing that it would have been like consoling a tiger run thru by a spear.

One minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship!

In the plenitude of their relationship, Florentina Ariza asked himself which of the two was love: the turbulent bed or the peaceful Sunday afternoons, and Sara Noriega calmed him with the simple argument that love was everything they did naked. She said, 'Spiritual love from the waist up and physical love from the waist down.

More than mother and son, they were accomplices in solitude.