Just As The Habit Does

The Period That I Could Consider The Most Important In My Literary Work Came About Beginning With The Revolution, And In A Certain Way, Developed As A Consequence Of The Revolution. But It Was Also A Result Of The Counterrevolutionary Coup Of November 1975.

Men Are Angels Born Without Wings, Nothing Could Be Nicer Than To Be Born Without Wings And To Make Them Grow.

Jeronimo, My Grandfather, Swine-herder And Story-teller, Feeling Death About To Arrive And Take Him, Went And Said Goodbye To The Trees In The Yard, One By One, Embracing Them And Crying Because He Knew He Wouldn't See Them Again. To Truly Appreciate Life We Must Remember That Nothing Lasts For Ever And Take Nothing We Enjoy For Granted. In So Doing We Stay Grateful And Happy For All Our Good Fortune.

The Possibility Of The Impossible, Dreams And Illusions, Are The Subject Of My Novels.

I Am The Same Person I Was Before Receiving The Nobel Prize. I Work With The Same Regularity, I Have Not Modified My Habits, I Have The Same Friends.