You Don't Have To Think

There Are Some Things In Life That Shouldn't Be Given So Much Importance, If They Don't Change What Is Essential.

Each Of Us Is Born With A Box Of Matches Inside Us But We Can't Strike Them All By Ourselves; Just As In The Experiment, We Need Oxygen And A Candle To Help. In This Case, The Oxygen, For Example, Would Come From The Breath Of The Person You Love; The Candle Could Be Any Kind Of Food, Music, Caress, Word, Or Sound That Engenders The Explosion That Lights One Of The Matches.

"only The Pots Know The Boiling Points Of The Broths," She Says As Tita Weeps Into The Wedding Batter She Is Making To Celebrate The Marriage Of Her Sister To Her Own True Love.

Gertrudis Got On Her Horse And Rode Away. She Wasn't Riding Alone--she Carried Her Childhood Beside Her, In The Cream Fritters She Had Enclosed In A Jar In Her Saddlebag

Tita Knew Through Her Own Flesh How Fire Transforms The Elements, How A Lump Of Corn Flour Is Changed Into A Tortilla, How A Soul That Hasn't Been Warmed By The Fire Of Love Is Lifeless, Like A Useless Ball Of Corn Flour.