More Quotes by Julio Cortázar
Memory is a mirror that scandalously lies.
We no longer believe because it is absurd: it is absurd because we must believe.
Where are the beginnings, the endings, and most important, the middles?
Of all our feelings the only one which really doesn't belong to us is hope. Hope belongs to life, it's life itself defending itself. Etcetera.
She would smile and show no surprise, convinced as she was, the same as I, that casual meetings are apt to be just the opposite, and that people who make dates are the same kind who need lines on their writing paper, or who always squeeze up from the bottom on a tube of toothpaste.
I sometimes longed for someone who, like me, had not adjusted perfectly with his age, and such a person was hard to find; but I soon discovered cats, in which I could imagine a condition like mine, and books, where I found it quite often.
The evolution from happiness to habit is one of death's best weapons.
Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are.
After the age of 50 we begin to die little by little in the deaths of others.
In quoting others, we cite ourselves.
