Conceited people never hear anything but praise.

“I was too young to know how to love her.”

“One day," you said to me, "I saw the sunset forty-four times!"And a little late…”

“I wonder,” he said, “whether the stars are set alight in heaven so that one day…”

“No sois en absoluto parecidas a mi rosa, no sois nada aún —les dijo—. Nadie os …”