Literature for me results in being the great friend and companion that I can not only express this love in words, but through infinite stories. I love her mainly, because it is not something I seek, like everything else, but it is something innate in me, I do it when I am well and when I am not ... as well as when I am beyond good and evil. Really if I wanted to work on something, it would be with the words, playing with it and creating unimaginable scenes, of all kinds. Nothing is healthier for a human being than doing what he loves and on top of that, allows him to live prosperously in this land in which we often forget that it is so beautiful ... we become self-teachers, teachers, self-students and students. We wait too much ... we wait erroneously because, in the wait we find wonders around us, when we observe ... we look ... we concentrate on that small space that is imperceptible because it is so beautiful, it has everything we need, but we do not see it ... that is the irony human ... to think that we see when we don't see ... because we think too much when we should feel more, so we realize that feeling when we love... and I love to write. What I learned, I absorbed from the love of reading and writing through the years ... art in its benevolent and loving expression. I love learning, it is not only a necessity but it is something fundamental.