We use words to understand each other and even, sometimes, to find each other.

There are such moments in life, when, in order for heaven to open, it is necessary for a door to close.

Things will be very bad for Latin America. You only have to consider the ambitions and the doctrines of the empire, which regards this region as its backyard.

Americans have discovered the fragility of life, that ominous fragility that the rest of the world either already experienced or is experiencing now with terrible intensity.

I was a good pupil at primary school: in the second class I was writing with no spelling mistakes, and the third and fourth classes were done in a single year.

We use words to understand each other and even, sometimes, to find each other.

Words have their own hierarchy, their own protocol, their own artistic titles, their own plebeian stigmas.