The Savage Detectives

Every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.

Write in the morning, revise in the afternoon, read at night, and spend the rest of your time exercising your diplomacy, stealth, and charm.

In some lost fold of the past, we wanted to be lions and we're no more than castrated cats

I kept having dreams all night. I thought they were touching me with their fingers. But dreams don't have fingers, they have fists, so it must have been scorpions.

Nothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it.

There's a time for reciting poems and a time for fists. As far as I was concerned, this was the latter.

Being alone makes us stronger. That’s the honest truth. But it’s cold comfort, since even if I wanted company no one will come near me anymore.

Problems. Life is full of problems, although life was wonderful in Barcelona in those days, and problems were called surprises.

And after screwing, mi general liked to go out into the courtyard to smoke a cigarette and think about postcoital sadness, that vexing sadness of the flesh, and about all the books he hadn’t read

There’s nothing like traveling to expand your horizons… When I was done traveling I returned convinced of one thing: we’re nothing.