Blindness has not been for me a total misfortune; it should not be seen in a pathetic way. It should be seen as a way of life: one of the styles of living.

I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, and soon that only bandits and soldiers will be left...

I confess that I have not cleared a path through all seven hundred pages, I confess to having examined only bits and pieces, and yet I know what it is, with that bold and legitimate certainty with which we assert our knowledge of a city, without ever having been rewarded with the intimacy of all the many streets it includes.

i walk slowly, like one who comes from so far away he doesn't expect to arrive

I suppose identity depends on memory. And if my memory is blotted out, then I wonder if I exist - I mean, if I am the same person. Of course, I don't have to solve that problem. It's up to God, if any.

I saw a sunset in Queretaro that seemed to reflect the color of a rose in Bengal.

What a writer wants to do is not what he does.