Agosins poetic language engages the reader in a mesmerizing journey of inward reflection and exile.

Nations should be governed by a council of learned men who must answer to the people for their actions.

She sowed in my mind the idea that reality is not only what we see on the surface; it has a magical dimension as well and, if we so desire, it is legitimate to enhance it and color it to make our journey through life less trying.

January 8 has been a lucky day for me. I have started all my books on that day, and all of them have been well received by the readers. I write eight to ten hours a day until I have a first draft, then I can relax a little. I am very disciplined. I write in silence and solitude. I light a candle to call inspiration and the muses, and I surround myself with pictures of the people I love, dead and alive.

It's going to go away because we all need silence. We all need time to reflect and think. I am not at all pessimistic about this.

far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.

Literary characters, like my grandmother's apparitions, are fragile beings, easily frightened; they must be treated with care so they will feel comfortable in my pages