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.

Conceit is a privilege of the ignorant; the wise man is humble because he knows how little he knows.

As I travel through life, I gather experiences that lie imprinted on the deepest strata of memory, and there they ferment, are transformed, and sometimes rise to the surface and sprout like strange plants from other worlds. What is the fertile humus of the subconscious composed of? Why are certain images converted into recurrent themes in nightmares or writing?

The pain of losing my child was a cleansing experience. I had to throw overboard all excess baggage and keep only what is essential.

Happiness is pure kitch; we come into the world to suffer and learn.

I don't want posterity, I don't want anybody to remember me in any way. I don't care about that because I'll be dead. I think the spirit will move to some other state.

Dying is not easy. It's a very hard transition.