In that way the long-awaited visit, for which both had prepared questions and had even anticipated answers, was once more the usual everyday conversation.

As I kissed her the heat of her body increased, and it exhaled a wild, untamed fragrance.

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.

The only thing worse than bad health is a bad name.

The more transparent the writing, the more visible the poetry.

i discovered that my obsession for having each thing in the right place, each subject at the right time, each word in the right style, was not the well-deserved reward of an ordered mind, but just the opposite: a complete system of pretense invented by me to hide the disorder of my nature.

He was healthier than the rest of us, but when you listened with the stethoscope you could hear the tears bubbling inside his heart.