The sun appears in one of the upper corners of the rectangle, on the left of anyone looking at the picture.

Men are angels born without wings, nothing could be nicer than to be born without wings and to make them grow.

Human vocabulary is still not capable, and probably never will be, of knowing, recognizing, and communicating everything that can be humanly experienced and felt.

At the end of the 1950s, I started working at a publishing company, Estudios Cor, as production manager, so returning, but not as an author, to the world of letters I had left some years before.

Every thing in life is a uniform; the only time our bodies are truly in civilian dress is when we're naked.

Why did we become blind, I don't know, perhaps one day we'll find out, Do you want me to tell you what I think, Yes, do, I don't think we did go blind, I think we are blind, Blind but seeing, Blind people who can see, but do not see.

When all is said and done, what is clear is that all lives end before their time.