there's only a space between now and here to get yourself nowhere.
Tita knew through her own flesh how fire transforms the elements, how a lump of corn flour is changed into a tortilla, how a soul that hasn't been warmed by the fire of love is lifeless, like a useless ball of corn flour.
To know how to produce a work of art is to know how to discard the extraneous.
Then she cried without tears, which is said to hurt even more like dry labor.
Take care to chop the onion fine.
The trouble with crying over an onion is that once the chopping gets you started and the tears begin to well up, the next thing you know you just can’t stop!