Mexico Is A Very Complex, Mysterious Country.

Here Among My Books, My Wife, My Friends And My Loves, I Have Plenty Of Reasons To Keep Living.

The Great Wheel Of Fire Of Ancient Wisdom, Silence And Word Engendering The Myth Of The Origin, Human Action Engendering The Epic Voyage Toward The Other; Historical Violence Revealing The Tragic Flaw Of The Hero Who Must Then Return To The Land Of Origin; Myth Of Death And Renewal And Silence From Which New Words And Images Will Arise, Keeps On Turning In Spite Of The Blindness Of Purely Lineal Thought.

I've Lost Audiences, I've Recovered Them.

In The Name Of Certainty, The Greatest Crimes Have Been Committed Against Humanity.

You Start By Writing To Live. You End By Writing So As Not To Die.