The world is becoming an immense military base, and that base is becoming a mental hospital the size of the world. Inside the nuthouse, which ones are crazy?

Writing is a marvelous adventure and very labor-intensive: those words run away and try to escape. They are very difficult to capture.

I'm a writer obsessed with remembering: with remembering the past of America above all - and above all, that of Latin America, intimate land condemned to forgetfulness.

It's a difficult competition against silence, because silence is a perfect language, the only language which says with no words.