“Leggere è come pensare, come pregare, come parlare con un amico, come esporre le tue idee, come ascoltare le idee degli altri, come ascoltare musica (si, si), come contemplare un paesaggio, come uscire a fare una passeggiata sulla spiaggia.”

“Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better”

“There's a secret sickness called Lisa. Like all sicknesses, it's miserable and it comes on at night.”

“We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain”

“Marchand dreams that in one magical and endless night the rejected manuscripts make love every way possible with his abandoned manuscript: they sodomize it, rape it orally and genitally, come in its hair, on its body, in its ears, in its armpits, etc., but when morning comes, his manuscript hasn't been fertilized. It's sterile. In that sterility, Marchand believes, lies its uniqueness, its magnetism.”

“Being alone makes us stronger. That’s the honest truth. But it’s cold comfort, since even if I wanted company no one will come near me anymore.”

“No one knew what she was doing in Colonia Hidalgo, although it was most likely, according to the police, that she'd been taking a walk and had come upon death purely by chance.”