One night a friend lent me a book of short stories by Franz Kafka. I went back to the pension where I was staying and began to read The Metamorphosis. The first line almost knocked me off the bed. I was so surprised. The first line reads, “As Gregor Samsa awoke that morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. . . .” When I read the line I thought to myself that I didn’t know anyone was allowed to write things like that. If I had known, I would have started writing a long time ago. So I immediately started writing short stories.

We'll grow old waiting.

Nobody is worth crying for, and those that are worth it will not make you cry.

As a writer I'm merely a journalist who has learned to write better than others.

El mundo habrá acabado de joderse -dijo entonces- el día en que los hombres viajen en primera clase y la literatura en el vagón de carga.

Always tell what you feel. Do what you think.

The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.