It only takes two facing mirrors to build a labyrinth.

A labyrinth of symbols... An invisible labyrinth of time.

I thought that a man can be an enemy of other men, of the moments of other men, but not of a country: not of fireflies, words, gardens, streams of water, sunsets.

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

What you really value is what you miss, not what you have.

His life, measured in space and time, will take up a mere few lines, which my ignorance will abbreviate further.

My books standing there on the shelf do not know that I have written them.