They seldom talked to one another, but on the second day, I saw a tiny smile in my direction from under her long lashes.

All this could have been called preparation for what I would be doing later, translating.

Her whole body shrieks, I could do everything. Why did he run away?

The dead were thought of as extremely touchy, envious, vengeful, quarrelsome, and cunning.

That is why / Flowers seek it in the stars,

At first we feel hatred toward other tourists—but eventually we begin to hate the tourist in us.

He gazed at it admiringly, with sorrow, fear, and bedazzlement. I had no idea how far his attachment to this stick would escalate.

If you can't remember, he threatened, we'll have to go to the station to talk this over in peace and quiet.

She drags me by my hair to the edge of the well, lifts the lid, and points inside.

Germinating on her skin was the feeling she was not understood.

Who brought me here? Why am I being locked up?

Just as the sun rises every day, giving its light to the earth, so day after day, year in, year out, we Roma travel on, without knowing where we are headed but following the road that lies before us.…

many fireflies / could have shone in your eyes

My little boy pulls my coat as if he's asking "Why did you take so long to get back home? who were you fighting with all those months and years just to win that prize of snow-white hair?"…

Will I see you tomorrow, he asks, and she asks him back, Do you want to? It's too cold to flirt, nor does he try. Yes, he says intently.

What sounds like a call for silence-shhh!-is really the sound of the wind in the trees, a rumor whispered through the leaves by many tongues.

Don't be afraid. I'll be here by your side, and I'll give you the gift I promised.

He gave me everything: the secret of letters, of numbers, the key to the world.

To kiss the lips is to drink water. / I kiss your lips.

Now we begin the journey. Don't be shocked by the job I charge you with.

All creation carries with it some risk.

I-I don't understand barking, stuttered Prince Neumann. But I understand you! Why is that?

I have decided to kill Germaine on December 29.

She makes it look like nothing else is going on in her life, she just blows bubbles and winds them around her finger.

The argument that Poland is better off despite its broad socioeconomic upheavals, after all, sounds too much like a sales pitch, and this generation is none too fond of the product.

The gulps of coffee fell heavily on Zineddine Ayachi's stomach, like tar soup.

He cleared his throat, stopped talking, and a thin trickle of blood ran from each corner of his mouth.

I perform without any rage when my master calls me, even if I always shuffle along a little while I do it.

Too much love / somehow became / no love at all

Q. Here we are in Sarri , Barcelona, your birthplace and the scenario for your previous two novels. How come you decided to set your most recent novel, Queen Cocaine, in Colombia, between Bogotá and the…