Todo lo que hay en este mundo es lo que ha quedado atrás.

“Hold a book in your hand and you're a pilgrim at the gates of a new city.”

“Reading a poem in translation is like kissing a woman through a veil.”

“I saved myself without thinking. I grasped the two syllables closest to me, and…”

“There was no energy of a narrative in my family, not even the fervour of an ele…”