If I still had the space, charcoal, and available walls, I could compose a great work about forgetting: a general theory of oblivion. - José Eduardo Agualusa

The owner of the establishment, an old guerilla fighter called Pedro Afonso, had lost his right leg when a landmine exploded. This had not robbed him of his love of dancing. To see him dance, you would never have guessed he wore a prosthesis. He came over when he heard the two friends laughing, tracing out some ornate rumba steps on the beaten-earth floor...

I have understood over these last years that in order to believe in God, it is essential to have trust in humanity. There is no God without humanity.

When people look at clouds they do not see their real shape, which is no shape at all, or every shape, because they are constantly changing. They see whatever it is that their heart yearns for.