I am the kind of writer that people think other people are reading.

It's very attractive to people to be a victim. Instead of having to think out the whole situation, about history and your group and what you are doing... if you begin from the point of view of being a victim, you've got it half-made. I mean intellectually.

Argentine political life is like the life of an ant community or an African forest tribe: full of events, full of crisis and deaths, but life is always cyclical, and the year ends as it begins.

I had no student friends to talk to about literature. My tutor was a really nice man, very charming - but he had no literary judgment.

My publisher, who was so good as a taster and editor, when she became a writer, lo and behold, it was all this feminine tosh.

In our island myth this was the prescribed end of marriages like mine: the wife goes off with someone from the Cercle Sportif, outside whose gates at night the willingly betrayed husband waits in his motorcar. The circumstances were slightly.

Africans need to be kicked, that's the only thing they understand.