I believe that I've been asked all possible questions. I, myself, if I were a journalist, would not know what to ask me.

The time for miracles has either passed or not come yet, besides, miracles, genuine miracles, whatever people say, are not such a good idea, if it means destroying the very order of things in order to improve them.

I always ask two questions: How many countries have military bases in the United States? And in how many countries does the United States not have military bases?

...the human being to lack that second skin we call egoism has not yet been born, it lasts much longer than the other one, that bleeds so readily.

Perhaps it is the language that chooses the writers it needs, making use of them so that each might express a tiny part of what it is.

You know the name you were given, you do not know the name that you have

People might ask me, What do you propose instead? I propose nothing. I am a mere novelist, I just write about the world as I see it. It is not my job to transform it. I cannot transform it all by myself, and I wouldn't even know how to. I limit myself to saying what I believe the world to be.