Everything can be killed except nostalgia for the kingdom, we carry it in the color of our eyes, in every love affair, in everything that deeply torments and unties and tricks. — 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