More Quotes by Mario Vargas Llosa
He felt immense tenderness for her. He was sure that he would always love her, for my happiness and also my misfortune.
But what do I have? The things I'm told and the things I tell, that's all. And as far as I know, that never yet made anyone fly.
Don't ask me why, because I'm not even going to tell you dead. I'm never going to tell you that I love you even if she loves you.
Almost seventy years later I remember clearly how the magic of translating the words in books into images enriched my life, breaking the barriers of time and space...
You cannot teach creativity—how to become a good writer. But you can help a young writer discover within himself what kind of writer he would like to be.” Mario Vargas Llosa.
Although they say that only idiots are happy, I confess that I felt happy.
No matter how ephemeral it is, a novel is something, while despair is nothing.
Revolution will free society of its afflictions, while science will free the individual of his.
Memory is a snare, pure and simple; it alters, it subtly rearranges the past to fit the present.
Its easy to know what you want to say, but not to say it.
