No olvides que lo que llamamos hoy realidad fue imaginación.

…sleep is a skilled magician, it changes the proportions of things, the distances between them, it separates people and they’re lying next to each other, brings them together and they can barely see one another…

Olharei a tua sombra se não quiseres que te olhe a ti, disse-lhe, e ele respondeu, Quero estar onde minha sombra estiver, se lá é que estiverem os teus olhos. Amavam-se e diziam palavras como...

God will save you.Surely you’re forgetting that God saves souls rather than bodies.

… la muerte, por sí misma, sola, sin ninguna ayuda exterior, siempre ha matado mucho menos que el hombre.

Porque só o silêncio é certo.

Tudo no mundo está dando respostas, o que demora é o tempo das perguntas.

Reading is probably another way of being in a place.

A person is not like a thing that you put down in one place and leave, a person moves, thinks, asks, questions, doubts, investigates, probes, and while it is true that, out of a long...

Creio que todo o homem ama sempre a mulher a quem está a beijar, ainda que seja por desespero,…

… we are only ever pretending to ourselves, never to other people …

These earthenware bowls are fragile and easily broken, they are only made of a little clay on which fortune has precariously bestowed a shape, and the same could be said of mankind.

He imagined that he was looking for her and couldn’t find her anywhere, that the two of them were lost on a vast ship, sleep is a skilled magician, it changes the proportions of things,...

Proclamava-se ali o fim do mundo, a salvação penitencial, a visão do sétimo dia, o advento do anjo, a colisão cósmica, a extinção do sol, o espírito da tribo, a seiva da mandrágora, o unguento...