• She asked me about my plans and I told her I was at a Creative writing meeting (I know, mom, I’m a little desperate)
• We all carry a miss penalty in our hearts.
• La gambeta Estrada played up front. Black, short guy, the type of player that can steal your wallet and your virginity without you noticing.
• I´ll never forget the reverse gear in the Renault 4: it sounded as if the world was coming to an end.
• This was a clear symptom of me not being in tune with the country. Had I eever been in tune? See, us Colombians like to be in tune all the time; or better, we don’t like to be considered an idiot, we would kill (and we have killed) before letting that happen.
• Sending postcards us both unexpensive and poetic. I encourage all of you shitty sons and daughters from all over the planet, to do so.
• That Monday I did what I was to do for a couple of weeks: nada. I walked around, read in cafés, did lots of observing, drank coffee and ate cookies—those unbeatable cookies from Bogotá’s bakeries: they tasted like childhood—
• On the other hand, English capitalizes days of the week, months of the year and nationalities; in Spanish, all of those are generics and should not be capitalized. Learn something, damn it!
• Always used the same sentences and nobody seemed to notice: “I would like to see this from another perspective…wonderful voice and narrative sense, but what if…? Like Wilde said once … The first person narrative seems a bit limited…Oh this reminmd me of a story by Carver/Kafka/
• When I got on the Transmilenio (Bogota’s main transportation system, red buses, a fucking mess)
• “Please take out a sheet of paper,” I said as I placed my jacket on the back of the chair and laid my bag on the table. Oh, the thrill of this sentence, the power, the beauty of it.
• When all you want to do in life is read Dostoyevsky and Miguel de Cervantes and play lots of Pro-evolution soccerand age in the process, you don’t need the trouble.
• “Something else like stress, Mr. Márquez, maybe you should take things a little easier.
“I thought that’s what I’ve been doing since I was born, doc.” I said but he didn’t laughed.
• I think actions are more important that idle descriptions, that’s what I think.
• Now that I think about it, my attitude during my birthdays tends to be the same: I just want to be left alone, but as the day unwinds IO always yearn for people. It’s kind of idiotic.
• The minute I stepped out of the building it started raining the way it rains here: wrathfully, more a punishment than anything else.
• She said she was gonna come visit me but she didn’t mean it; I say she could stay at my place and I mean it; although I didn’t have a place.
• Another sign of Colombianness: people are supposed to be sympathetic to your lies, know all the ups and downs of your sorry life.