Creativity is suspended between memory and forgetting.

I can’t talk about my books. I have written them and tried to forget them. I have written once, and readers have read me many times, no? I try to think of what I wrote, it’s very unhealthy to think about the past, the case of elegies is very sad, as much as the case of complaints.

I am attracted to fantastic writing, and fantastic reading, of course. But I think things that we call fantastic may be real, in the sense of being real symbols.

A writer should have another lifetime to see if he's appreciated.

Your unforgivable sins do not allow you to see my splendor.

In Spanish it is very difficult to make things flow, because words are over-long. But in English, you have light words.

I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart, I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.