“A craftsman must probe to the very bottom of cruelty.”

“So is blurred so is blurred in me what white-haired gentleman separated once and for all and said this is the subject this is the object we fall asleep with one hand under our head and with the other in a mound of planets our feet abandon us and taste the earth with their tiny roots which next morning we tear out painfully”

“Be courageous when the mind deceives youBe courageousIn the final account only this is important”

“We fall asleep on words / we wake among words”

“... nuestros ojos reflejan una preguntaapacible como un espejoque ya no enmohece el alientocada día renuevo mi mirarcada día va creciendo mi tactocon el cosquilleo de la cercanía de tantas cosas.”

“Inanimate objects are always correct and cannot, unfortunately, be reproached with anything. I have never observed a chair shift from one foot to another, or a bed rear on its hind legs. And tables, even when they are tired, will not dare to bend their knees. I suspect that objects do this from pedagogical considerations, to reprove us constantly for our instability.”

“I could write a treatiseon the sudden transformationof life into archaeology”