Once her love had been publicized, it would gain weight, become a burden.

A novel that does not uncover a hitherto unknown segment of existence is immoral. Knowledge is the novel's only morality.

"Pick me up," is the message of a person who keeps falling. Tomas kept picking her up, patiently.

Yes, it's crazy. Love is either crazy or it's nothing at all.

Indeed, the only truly serious questions are ones that even a child can formulate. Only the most naive of questions are truly serious.

You can't measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange.

Ah, ladies and gentlemen, a man lives a sad life when he cannot take anything or anyone seriously.