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A human being becomes human not through the casual convergence of certain biological conditions, but through an act of will and love on the part of other people.


The satirist is prevented by repulsion from gaining a better knowledge of the world he is attracted to, yet he is forced by attraction to concern himself with the world that repels him.


The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.


If the reader looks, I think he will find plenty of moral and political ideas in my stories.


Folktales are real.


I was born in Cuba, and my parents were tropical agronomists.


The Classics are those books which constitute a treasured experience for those who have read and loved them; but they remain just as rich an experience for those who reserve the chance to read them for when they are in the best condition to enjoy them.


Classics are books which, the more we think we know them through hearsay, the more original, unexpected, and innovative we find them when we actually read them.


Traveling, you realize that differences are lost: each city takes to resembling all cities, places exchange their form, order, distances, a shapeless dust cloud invades the continents.


I suffer from everyday life.


What Romantic terminology called genius or talent or inspiration is nothing other than finding the right road empirically, following one's nose, taking shortcuts.


Without translation, I would be limited to the borders of my own country. The translator is my most important ally. He introduces me to the world.


It is not the voice that commands the story; it is the ear.


An exotic birthplace on its own is not informative of anything.


I read Freud because I find him an excellent writer... a writer of police thrillers that can be followed with great passion.


A quarter of America is a dramatic, tense, violent country, exploding with contradictions, full of brutal, physiological vitality, and that is the America that I have really loved and love. But a good half of it is a country of boredom, emptiness, monotony, brainless production, and brainless consumption, and this is the American inferno.


In abortion, the person who is massacred, physically and morally, is the woman.


How much energy is wasted in Italy in trying to write the novel that obeys all the rules. The energy might have been useful to provide us with more modest, more genuine things, that had less pretensions: short stories, memoirs, notes, testimonials, or at any rate, books that are open, without a preconceived plan.


A tale is born from an image, and the image extends and creates a network of meanings that are always equivocal.


I write by hand, making many, many corrections. I would say I cross out more than I write. I have to hunt for words when I speak, and I have the same difficulty when writing.