He owned a whole world full of memories, of lovely moments relived and happy recollections. I'm not saying he was happy or that he didn't suffer. He suffered very much, but he did not despair; he still drew nourishment from what he had been given. But the sadness never left him. Happiness needs more than memories of the past to feed on; it also needs dreams of the future.

The world is like that -- incomprehensible and full of surprises .

Night was running ahead of itself.

I believe that she has the kind of magic that causes revolutions and promotes great discoveries. There’s nothing I enjoy more than to observe Gabriela in the midst of a group of people. Do you know what she reminds me of? A fragrant rose in a bouquet of artificial flowers.

I am like my characters - sometimes even the female ones.

Life was good, one had only to live it.

That's the very reason why love is eternal, because it is forever renewed. Passions die, love remains.