I copied and pasted this into my "quotes" file years ago, and I have no idea from where. The guy who posted it said:

From a Spanish novel I read years ago, can't remember anything else about it, but I scribbled this down, and have carried it around (could be Machado)

"When I look at you, my soul remembers cold bitter nights without women, it remembers standing outside happy bars with no money in my pockets, wandering heartsick in cities far from my home, the first time I was betrayed by a friend, the day I lost my first job, and the only time I saw my father in tears. When I listen to you speak, I hear the wind of death in the desert, the empty sound of a emptied wine bottle, and the silence after the good have all gone to heaven, and the evil have all gone to hell. When I think about you, I wonder what God was thinking when he made you, and it undermines my faith in his goodness, and threatens my deep belief in a universe of love."

Peter