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More Quotes by Julio Cortázar
In quoting others, we cite ourselves.
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.
Only by living absurdly is it possible to break out of this infinite absurdity.
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.
After the age of 50 we begin to die little by little in the deaths of others.
I think we all have a little bit of that beautiful madness that keeps us walking when everything around us is so insanely sane.
All profound distraction opens certain doors. You have to allow yourself to be distracted when you are unable to concentrate.
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?
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.
