Not only does the universe have its own laws, all of them indifferent to the contradictory dreams and desires of humanity, and in the formulation of which we contribute not one iota, apart, that is, from the words by which we clumsily name them, but everything seems to indicate that it uses these laws for aims and objectives that transcend and always will transcend our understanding.

Death is the inventor of God.

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

Lord knows why they depict death with wings when death is everywhere.

We are marching against the law of the jungle that the United States and its acolytes old and new want to impose on the world.

When we are born, when we enter this world, it is as if we signed a pact for the rest of our life, but a day may come when we will ask ourselves Who signed this on my behalf?

The novel is not so much a literary genre, but a literary space, like a sea that is filled by many rivers.