julio 17, 2012

Alas! the readers of our era are less favoured. But courage! I will not pause either to accuse or repine. I know poetry is not dead, nor genius lost; nor has Mammon gained power over either, to bind or slay: they will both assert their existence, their presence, their liberty and strength again one day.

Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

julio 17, 2012

A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment from which to look back or from which to look ahead.

Graham Greene, The End of the Affair 

Ahhhhh… This one!

julio 17, 2012

Everything had changed suddenly―the tone, the moral climate; you didn’t know what to think, whom to listen to. As if all your life you had been led by the hand like a small child and suddenly you were on your own, you had to learn to walk by yourself. There was no one around, neither family nor people whose judgment you respected. At such a time you felt the need of committing yourself to something absolute―life or truth or beauty―of being ruled by it in place of the man-made rules that had been discarded. You needed to surrender to some such ultimate purpose more fully, more unreservedly than you had ever done in the old familiar, peaceful days, in the old life that was now abolished and gone for good.

Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago