We Latins Are Known For Jabbering On.

I'm Not Asking You To Describe The Rain Falling The Night The Archangel Arrived; I'm Demanding That You Get Me Wet. Make Up Your Mind, Mr. Writer, And For Once In Your Life Be The Flower That Smells Rather Than The Chronicler Of The Aroma. There's Not Much Pleasure In Writing What You Live. The Challenge Is To Live What You Write.

The Church Says: The Body Is A Sin. Science Says: The Body Is A Machine. Advertising Says: The Body Is A Business. The Body Says: I Am A Fiesta.

His Legs Have A Mind Of Their Own, His Foot Shoots By Itself... Roberto Baggio Is A Big Horsetail That Flicks Away Opponents As He Flows Forward In An Elegant Wave.

I Remember That - You Know, I Didnt Receive A Formal Education. I Was Educated In The Montevideo Cafe, In The Cafes Of Montevideo. There, I Received My First Lessons In The Art Of Telling Stories, Storytelling.

There Are Some Writers Who Feel They Are Elected By God. I Am Not. I Am Elected By The Devil - This Is Clear.