A place for quotes, significant passages, and poetic sentiments . . .
” Once he had believed in love as an enrichment, an exaltation of interceding forces. One day he realized that his loves were impure because they presupposed that expectation, while the true lover loved without expecting anything but love, blindly accepting that the day would become bluer and the night softer and the streetcar less uncomfortable . . . He ended up making friends out of the women he had loved, accomplices in a special contemplation of the world.” ~ Julio Cortazar, Hopscotch
“History . . . is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.” ~ James Joyce, Ulysses
