"Como todos los soñadores, confundí el desencanto con la verdad."
(Source: denisesoyletras, via luloaraujo)
"Matamos lo que amamos. Lo demás
no ha estado vivo nunca."
— Rosario Castellanos / Destino (fragmento)
"You have your wonderful memories,” people said later, as if memories were solace. Memories are not. Memories are by definition of times past, things gone. Memories are the Westlake uniforms in the closet, the faded and cracked photographs, the invitations to the weddings of the people who are no longer married, the mass cards from the funerals of the people whose faces you no longer remember. Memories are what you no longer want to remember."
— Blue Lights, Joan Didion