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

The truth is that we live out our lives putting off all that can be put off; perhaps we all know deep down that we are immortal and that sooner or later all men will do and know all things.

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.

The future is as irrevocable as an inflexible yesterday.

Time can't be measured in days the way money is measured in pesos and centavos, because all pesos are equal, while every day, perhaps every hour, is different.

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

The heresies we should fear are those which can be confused with orthodoxy.