It's strange how things happen, Mauricio Silva, known as the Eye, always tried to escape from violence even at the risk of being considered a coward, but the violence, the real violence, can't be escaped, at least not by us, born in Latin America in the 1950s, those of us who were around twenty years old when Salvador Allende died.

The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.

You have to know how to look even if you don't know what you're looking for.

You run risks. That's the plain truth. You run risks and, even in the most unlikely places, you are subject to destiny's whims.

We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain.

Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears.

Every hundred feet the world changes