spanish-writers

"In the aceto there is all the bad mood of the wine. (p. 38)"

"The lion would give half his life for a comb. (p. 38)"

"The beard comes from the ancestors. It's always that of a great-grandmother. (p. 38)"

"The giraffe is a crane that eats grass. (p. 39)"

"The caffellatte is a soft drink mulatta. (p. 40)"

"The lillà are the bluse of spring percale. (p. 40)"

"The teaspoon awakens the sleeping coffee that we had forgotten to take. (p. 40)"

"The ventagli fall: autumn of summer. (p. 41)"

"The scyan is the S head in the poem of the pond. (p. 41)"

"In the river all the mirrors of the past pass, drowned. (p. 41)"

"Our true and definitive property is the bone. (p. 41)"

"Oh, if there was a hour more in the day, an exceptional hour, a cheap hour: the twenty-fifth hour! We don't need this hour during which we would understand everything... (p. 43)"

"The tarma we kill leaves us with a stolen silk powder. (p. 43)"

"The most aristocratic trait of the bottle of champagne is that it does not allow the cap to be put back on. (p. 43)"

"The sea only sees traveling: he has never traveled. (p. 43)"

"At each shot, the cannon rerolls as if frightened by what he just did. (p. 43)"

"During tuning, the violins curl their mustaches. (p. 43)"

"On the first morning tram there is still the sleep of the previous day. (p. 45)"

"The American kernel is a fruit with a thimble. (p. 45)"

"The mappamondo we need the world with a couple of fried eggs. (p. 45)"

"How bitter it is to see the weather in the glasseshidra! It's like drinking a glass of desert. (p. 46)"

"The hat that runs away seems to have run away with all the ideas of the kind that runs after him. (p. 46)"

"The slippers are the only ones to sympathize with man. (p. 47)"

"Soda is water with hiccups. (p. 47)"

"The ice cream are so cheerful because they are like clown wigs. (p. 47)"

"There is in every closet a pair of socks that you never use, but that are seed of socks. (p. 48)"

"The worst thing about doctors is that they look at you as if you weren't yourself. (p. 49)"

"There are couples of marred who turn their backs while sleeping so as not to steal each other's ideal dreams. (p. 51)"

"The human ear always questions, because, if observed well, it has an interrogative form. (p. 52)"

"When you break through a pocket the peritonitis of the dress begins. (p. 53)"

"While writing the recipe, the doctor looks at us one last time to evaluate whether to prescribe a medicine of those dear ones or those at a good price. (p. 53)"

"That only was so thin that it looked like an early bill on the silver tray. (p. 53)"

"The [[lightning [lightning] are the toothpicks of the moon. (p. 53)"

"The memory does not die in it because of the things it does not give us back and feeds on, relying on our oblivion. (p. 54)"

"Often the moon feels clouds as if they were hats. (p. 55)"

"He operated his lighter like one who suicidaled elegantly. (p. 56)"

"The work is the truth of the lie, the cinema is the lie of the truth. (p. 56)"

"The lightning is an incollected corkscrew. (p. 58)"

"What gives the elderly the most pleasure is being able to say: "come back to fashion". (p. 58)"

"The difference between nymphs and sirens is that nymphs give sweet kisses and salty sirens. (p. 58)"

"On the sandpaper is the desert map. (p. 58)"

"The rondini put the sky in quotation marks. (p. 60)"

"The meridian marks the hours with the dagger that kills. (p. 61)"

"The cypress is a well that has become a tree. (p. 61)"

"On the zebra remained the shadow of the cage that brought her to earth on the first day of creation. (p. 65)"

"When a doctor attaches his ear to a sick person's chest, he has all the air of wanting to eavesdrop behind a closed door. He has the very indiscreet claim to listen to the confidences that one lung makes to the other. (p. 70)"

"Smoke: shawl of fire. (p. 70)"

"Is the kib a loan or a gift? (P. 70)"

"The phone is the alarm clock. (p. 74)"

"The spagocrow looks like a shot spy. (p. 74)"