The weaknesses, the shortcomings, or imperfections of my soul, like those of most, are numerous, I admit. They have encircled me, gay and unabashed, all my life long, like a flock of sheep its shepherdess. Instead of my leading them, I have allowed them to lead me over the years, submissively and willingly. Thus they have grown attached to my person, and not one has strayed away; they are all here. (beginning of "Vicente Cochocho")
— TERESA DE LA PARRA