Paper Flowers

Recently, I discovered a new playwright named Egon Woolf, who is Chilean and appears to have only one of his plays translated into English. The play Paper Flowers is amazing. See for yourself:

"Love is a truce between periods of exhaustion. Love is broken teeth in a hungry mouth."

I've been thinking lately about my lack of seeking out non-English pieces of literature to read. What am I missing out on? Probably tons and tons.

Note to self, read more translated material.