A person does not belong to a place until there is someone dead under the ground.

Four geological eras had to pass so that human beings would be able to outsing the birds and die for love.

In the beginning, when the world was new and nothing had a name, my father took me to see the ice.

Nobody teaches life anything.

A person does not belong to a place until there is someone dead under the ground.

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

The most important thing Paris gave me was a perspective on Latin America. It taught me the differences between Latin America and Europe and among the Latin American countries themselves through the Latins I met there.