Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way

Love has to be…flowering like the stars, and measureless as a kiss.

I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men.

Tell me, is the rose naked or is that her only dress? Why do trees conceal the splendor of their roots? Who hears the regrets of the thieving automobile? Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain?

La heradera del dia destruida. (The heiress of the destroyed day.)

When your hands leap towards mine, love, what do they bring me in flight?

You can say anything you want, yessir, but it's the words that sing, they soar and descend...I bow to them...I love them, I cling to them, I run them down, I bite into them, I melt them down...I love words so much...The unexpected ones...The ones I wait for greedily or stalk until, suddenly, they drop.