At the moment you sit to write, you feel Borges is looking at you, Rimbaud is looking at you, Baudelaire is looking at you and José Marti is looking at you, and then, of course, you don’t write any more.
En el momento en que te sentás a escribir sentís que te mira Borges, te mira Rimbaud, te mira Baudelaire, y te mira José Martí y entonces claro…no escribís más.