Violence Represents The Worst Kind Of Conformism.

I Always Write A Draft Version Of The Novel In Which I Try To Develop, Not The Story, Not The Plot, But The Possibilities Of The Plot. I Write Without Thinking Much, Trying To Overcome All Kinds Of Self-criticism, Without Stopping, Without Giving Any Consideration To The Style Or Structure Of The Novel, Only Putting Down On Paper Everything That Can Be Used As Raw Material, Very Crude Material For Later Development In The Story.

The Secret To Happiness, At Least To Peace Of Mind, Is Knowing How To Separate Sex From Love. And, If Possible, Eliminating Romantic Love From Your Life, Which Is The Love That Makes You Suffer. That Way, I Assure You, You Live With Greater Tranquility And Enjoy Things More.

If You Are Killed Because You Are A Writer, That's The Maximum Expression Of Respect, You Know.

Since It Is Impossible To Know What's Really Happening, We Peruvians Lie, Invent, Dream And Take Refuge In Illusion. Because Of These Strange Circumstances, Peruvian Life, A Life In Which So Few Actually Do Read, Has Become Literary.

There Is An Incompatibility Between Literary Creation And Political Activity.