كنتُ أرى نفسي في كل ترجمة من ترجماته، وكان هو يشعر بالخيانة والضيق كلما كتبتُ شيئاً لم يكن ليكتبه بطريقته. جزءٌ مني مات معه، وجزءٌ منه يعيش معي.

“I would recognise myself in each of his translations and he would feel betrayed and annoyed whenever I didn't write something the way he would have. A part of me died with him, a part of him lives with me.”Eduardo Galeano