...human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but...life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.

What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it.

The year 2005 was the first in my life when I did not write a single line.

Fame is very agreeable, but the bad thing is that it goes on 24 hours a day.

It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.

People spend a lifetime thinking about how they would really like to live. I asked my friends and no one seems to know very clearly. To me it's very clear now. I wish my life could have been like the years when I was writing 'Love in the Time of Cholera.'