“Listen, and you will realize that we are made not from cells or from atoms. We are made from stories.”

“Listen, and you will realize that we are made not from cells or from atoms. We are made from stories.”

“-Back there our sun doesn't speak.-Where's "there," Miss Marta?-Back there, in Europe. Here, it's different. Here, the sun moans, whispers, shouts.-Surely-I commented delicately-the sun is always the same.- You're wrong. There, the sun is a stone. Here it”

“After us, there was no more world to receive anyone.”