“Do you truly believe that life is fair, Senor de la Vega?-No, maestro, but I plan to do everything in my power to make it so.”

“I must not get ahead of myself. If I do not narrate the events of my life with rigor and harmony, I will lose my way.”

“How many times have I told you not to believe everything you hear? Seek truth for yourself.”

“Mediante la fotografía y la palabra escrita intento desesperadamente vencer la condición fugaz de mi existencia, atrapar los momentos antes de que se desvanezcan, despejar la confusión de mi pasado.”

“El ardor de ese beso no los abandonó en muchos días y llenó de fantasmas delicados sus noches, dejando su recuerdo en la piel, como una quemadura. La alegría de ese encuentro los transportaba levitando por la calle, los impulsaba a reír sin causa aparente, los despertaba sobresaltados en la mitad de un sueño. Se tocaban los labios con las puntas de los dedos y evocaban exactamente la forma de la boca del otro.”

“Like my maestro, Juan Ribero, she believed that photography and painting are not competing arts but basically different: the painter interpets reality, and the camera captures it. In the former everything is fiction, while the second is the sum of the real plus the sensibility of the photographer. Ribero never allowed me sentimental or exhibitionist tricks-none of this arranging objects or models to look like paintings. He was the enemy of artificial compostion; he did not let me manipulate negatives or prints, and in general he scorned effects of spots or diffuse lighting: he wanted the honest and simple image, although clear in the most minute details.”

“Silencio antes de nacer, silencio después de la muerte, la vida es puro ruido entre dos insondables silencios.”