Dear Reader, may God protect you from bad books, police and nagging, moon-faced, fair-haired women.

Withdrawn into the peace of this desert, along with some books, few but wise, I live in conversation with the deceased, and listen to the dead with my eyes.

I will be dust, but dust in love.

He who spends time regretting the past loses the present and risks the future.

I will be dust, but dust in love

We all wish to reach a ripe old age, but none of us are prepared to admit that we are already there.

In short, not only are things not what they seem, they are not even what they are called!

¡Algún puto, cornudo, bujarrón y judío -dijo en altas voces- ordenó tal cosa!

Nunca mejora su estado quien muda solamente de lugar, y no de vida y costumbres.

Todo lo cotidiano es mucho y feo.