I think the spirit survives when we die, and nothing is wasted in nature and just as our material body disintegrates and becomes something else in the soil. The spirit becomes something else, reunites with a spiritual force that is out there in the universe. Not as individuals but as part of this spirituality.

I'm such a control freak. I want to control even my own death. Decide when I will die and how.

People are afraid of falling in love because they don't want to suffer.

More and more books are published every year. If people were not reading them, they wouldn't be published. We are in a different moment. We are now reading electronic books or whatever else, but people are still reading, and people still need stories.

Do you truly believe that life is fair, Senor de la Vega? -No, maestro, but I plan to do everything in my power to make it so.

He was not oppressed by a crowd because in the midst of all the hullabaloo he always found a quiet place for his soul.

I'm living in California but I have a place that is mine in Chile and I belong there. I am no longer an exile.