Humanity, like armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest.

For they had lived together long enough to know that love was always love, anytime and anyplace, but it was more solid the closer it came to death.

My most important problem was destroying the lines of demarcation that separate what seems real from what seems fantastic.

It was then that she realized that the yellow butterflies preceded the appearances of Mauricio Babilonia.

I’ve remained a virgin for you.

...The girl raised her eyes to see who was passing by the window, and that casual glance was the beginning of a cataclysm of love that still had not ended half a century later.

Time was not passing...it was turning in a circle.