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More Quotes by Julio Cortázar
I think we all have a little bit of that beautiful madness that keeps us walking when everything around us is so insanely sane.
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.
All profound distraction opens certain doors. You have to allow yourself to be distracted when you are unable to concentrate.
As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. (...) You don't pick out the rain that soaks you to the skin when you come out of a concert.
Only by living absurdly is it possible to break out of this infinite absurdity.
What most people call loving consists of picking out a woman and marrying her. They pick her out, I swear, I’ve seen them. As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. They probably say that they pick her out because-they-love-her, I think it’s just the siteoppo. Beatrice wasn’t picked out, Juliet wasn’t picked out. You don’t pick out the rain that soaks you to a skin when you come out of a concert.
Come sleep with me: We won't make Love,Love will make us.
Where are the beginnings, the endings, and most important, the middles?
We no longer believe because it is absurd: it is absurd because we must believe.
Time is born in the eyes, everybody knows that.
