Felipe González

“Conditioned like sheep in a flock, they have only managed to say “beee”, which translated into martial language would be “Yes, sir.””

“That work pride, that ridiculous work pride has put an end to his illusions, with those few illusions that he still had since at school they promised him a magnificent future just for entering university.”

“No, they never expected or sensed the wishes of that omniscient narrator who, at times, wondered, accompanied by a glass of cabernet, about how his story should be constructed, how this story should develop.”

“…Who better than a Latin American to write about dirty tricks and other stories.”

“Surrendering to state or private financing is bullshit.”

“I think that a literary work should not be a piece of spit thrown onto the road.”

“She kept saying “I love you,” every time they finished, every time he lost himself inside her, every time they reached that amazing ecstasy of two bodies that already know each other; But, deep down, she, little by little, had begun to doubt that “eternal love,” that verb so easy to conjugate.”

“Surrendering to state or private financing is bullshit.”

“…the walls of his house were full of images of a happy past, which in his mind seemed like a constant outside of time.”

“That's the writer's game: everything is about us.”

“If there is such a thing as the eternal return that Nietzsche proposed, I hope to do what is necessary to make it worth repeating every day to infinity.”

“Literature is the emotional biography of a human being who has dared to write it.”

“In the end, the two failed Chilean constituent processes were a marketing exercise to legitimize the constitution of the Dictatorship.”

“The result does not matter: politicians never lose.”

“When Agatha already felt like she was dying, for a second she thought about turning him into a eunuch for life, in self-defense, she would argue.”

“Among those corporeal glances, in the midst of those libidinous flirtations and those wild impulses, there were no doubts or excess verses, not even a bad song…”

“…over time he would realize that the higher he was, the less danger he was in and the more he controlled the ever-ready mass.”

“It's cold, it's always cold in the sanatorium; which leads me to speculate that, maybe, and just maybe, it's not a simple coincidence.”

“Mexico is a beautiful country in its tremendous contradictions.”