The word happiness exists in every language; it is plausible the thing itself exists.

Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.

My undertaking is not difficult, essentially. I should only have to be immortal to carry it out.

I cannot sleep unless I am surrounded by books.

The European and the North American consider that a book that has been awarded any kind of prize must be good; the Argentine allows for the possibility that the book might not be bad, despite the prize.

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.

Every novel is an ideal plane inserted into the realm of reality.