Terra Nostra - pg. 355

He told me then how one must believe in that other land beyond the ocean. How when the sun sinks in the west every night, it is not devoured by the earth or miraculously reborn in the east at dawn, but has circled around the earth, which must be round like the sun and the moon, for his old eyes had never seen flat bodies in the heavens, only spheres, and our earth would not be the monstrous exception.

Terra Nostra - pg. 345

poor solitary and defeated Senora, she seems to be following the road of all our Queens: to be devoured by a Time with a body, a gullet, teeth, claws, scruffy hide, and hunger; they're opening a path for him now, Senor; he's guided by eyes that can see and by his own divining hands, Senor; here comes the flautist, no, no one knows where he came from, or when, or how, or why, only that the page deems him indispensable for the incomprehensible ceremony taking place upon the bed where our Senor has in the past been treated by Guzman for all his premature ills, and where ill, unmoving, he has been able to watch other ceremonies, divine ceremonies, ...

Terra Nostra - pg. 339

And I do not love her, a husband, a confessor, to God; no woman interests me if as I make love to her I do not stain another man's honor; no woman interests me if my love does not liberate her. I shall never love any woman forever, I love her only to make her a woman, and Ines is already a woman, Ines does not belong to El Senor, who deflowered her; El Senor is master only of this palace of death; I nes is the only one who loves me because she is already mistress of herself, and if my logic is correct I cannot love her, for then someone like myself would come to take her from me; I shall insult the honor of other men, nut no man shall insult mine, for I shall have none, no honor and no sentiments; and if a scrubbing girl, a novitiate, a Queen, or a Superior should bear my child it will not be mine, it will be the child of nothingness and I shall condemn it to nothingness; I shall devour my children, castrate them, stab them to death; the nourishment of the ordinary man, honor and fatherland, hearth and power, is forbidden me; I have no nourisshment butwomen and their offspring; I shall eat the cunt of the women and the heart of the children, and Don Juan will be free; he will sow disorder, he will inflict passion where passion seemed dead, he will break the chains of divine and human law; Don Juan will be free so long as a slave to law, power, hearth, honor, or fatherland exists upon this earth, and be captive only when the world is free ... never.