México: las manos vacías de pan pero la cabeza lena de sueños.

“I live through risk. Without risk there is no art. You should always be on the …”

“The novel is the privileged vehicle of two ways of being: narrative and freedom…”

“-Sí; ¿por qué te has de sacrificar así?-¿Quererla? Ella me quiere a mí. Ella me…”

“Love can isolate us from everything around us. But in its absence, we can be fi…”