Tiempo para amantes

Su cabello era un desastre, pero así me gustaba a mi, porque solo así, yo disfrutaba de acariciarlo

I know simply that the sky will last longer than I.

Vladimir Nabokov, teaching his students how to read Kafka, pointed out to them that the insect into which Gregor Samsa is transformed is in fact a winged beetle, an insect that carries its wings under its armored back, and that if Gregor had only discovered them, he would have been able to escape. And then Nabokov added: ‘Many a Dick and a Jane grow up like Gregor, unaware that they too have wings and can fly.

…And the two of them loved each other for a long time in silence without making love again.

Bully-worship, under various disguises, has become a universal religion.

But if thought corrupts language, language can also corrupt thought.

Invictus BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.

I know of witches who whistle at different pitches, calling things that don’t have names.

Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.

Only the strong go crazy. The weak just go along.

Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be dangerous acquaintances with a history.

Swim. I want to go home. Dissolve. I want to go home. Drown.

Maybe you have to know the darkness before you can appreciate the light.

Love is the greatest motivator.

One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.