The Poet, Distracted By Politics, Asks Of

I'm A Writer Obsessed With Remembering, With Remembering The Past Of America And Above All That Of Latin America, Intimate Land Condemned To Amnesia.

I Can't Sleep. There Is A Woman Stuck Between My Eyelids. I Would Tell Her To Get Out If I Could. But There Is A Woman Stuck In My Throat

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

There Are Those Who Believe Destiny Rests At The Feet Of The Gods, But The Truth Is That It Confronts The Conscious Of Man With A Burning Challenge.

Chaplin And Keaton Are Still The Best. They Know That There Is Nothing More Serious Than Laughter, An Art Demanding Infinite Work, And That As Long As The World Revolves, Making Others Laugh Is The Most Splendid Of Activities.