And this is how I sometimes think of myself, as a great explorer who has discovered some extraordinary land from which he can never return to give his knowledge to the world: but the name of this land is hell. It is not Mexico of course but in the heart.


Under the Volcano (1947), ch. 1


And this is how I sometimes think of myself, as a great explorer who has discovered some extraordinary land from which he can never return to give...

And this is how I sometimes think of myself, as a great explorer who has discovered some extraordinary land from which he can never return to give...

And this is how I sometimes think of myself, as a great explorer who has discovered some extraordinary land from which he can never return to give...

And this is how I sometimes think of myself, as a great explorer who has discovered some extraordinary land from which he can never return to give...