He had only to touch me to turn my tears into sighs and my anger to desire. How accomodating love is; it forgives everything.
Isabel AllendeAs my Popo used to say, life is a tapestry we weave day by day with threads of different colors, some heavy and dark, others thin and bright, all the threads having their uses. The stupid things I did are already in the tapestry, indelible, but Iโm not going to be weighed down by them till I die. Whatโs done is done; I have to look ahead.
Isabel AllendeThere's basically an element of fiction in everything you remember. Imagination and memory are almost the same brain processes. When I write fiction, I know that I'm using a bunch of lies that I've made up to create some form of truth. When I write a memoir, I'm using true elements to create something that will always be somehow fictionalized.
Isabel Allende