“Thus they went along, Punch and Judy, attracting each other and repelling, as love must do if it is not to end… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“That's how it is, Rocamadour: in Paris we're like fungus, we grow on the railings of staircases, in dark rooms with greasy… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
What most people call loving consists of picking out a woman and marrying her. They pick her out, I swear, I’ve seen… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
When one wants to write, one writes. If one is condemned to write, one writes. — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
Human history is the sad result of each one looking out for himself. — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
“As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“The archive of supposed photocopies (I.E. memory) actually offers up strange creatures; the green paradise of childhood loves that Baudelaire recalled is… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“Amor mío, no te quiero por vos ni por mí ni por los dos juntos, no te quiero porque la sangre me… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“I love you because you are not mine, because you are from the other side, from there where you invite me to… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“All I have to do is to look at you to know that with you, I am going to soak my soul” — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
Everything can be killed except nostalgia for the kingdom, we carry it in the color of our eyes, in every love affair,… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
“También hay ríos metafísicos, Horacio. Vos te vas a tirar a uno de esos ríos.” — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“Thus they went along, Punch and Judy, attracting each other and repelling, as love must do if it is not to end up as… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“Me daba asco pensar así, una vez más estar pensando todo lo que a los otros les bastaba sentir.” — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“Y allá en el fondo está la muerte si no corremos y llegamos antes y comprendemos que ya no importa.” — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
But what is memory if not the language of feeling, a dictionary of faces and days and smells which repeat themselves like the verbs… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
“Kada otvorim vrata i pojavim se na stepeništu, znaću da dole počinje ulica. Ali ne kalup, unapred prihvaćen, niti dobro poznate kuće, ni onaj… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
“As soon as he began to amalate the noeme, the clemise began to smother her and they fell into hydromuries, into savage ambonies, into… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
The best literature is always a take [in the musical sense]; there is an implicit risk in its execution, a margin of danger that… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
What good is a writer if he can't destroy literature? And us... what good are we if we don't help as much as we… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
I raised the camera, pretended to study a focus which did not include them, and waited and watched closely, sure that I would finally… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
“That's how it is, Rocamadour: in Paris we're like fungus, we grow on the railings of staircases, in dark rooms with greasy smells, where… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
