Joaquín Pardavé

“[On characterization as madman] A long time ago [...] ] my family went to Toluca where I met some girls who had a crazy brother, a poor man who felt delirium of greatness and who suddenly puffed up his chest, cupped his voice and felt Caruso, others dreamed Genghis-Khan and when I reached for a broom I was holding terrible duels with the wall, I remembered the madman from Toluca, I looked for a suitable suit and the rest was simple...”