Cărtărescu Mircea > Quotes

“Después de leer decenas de miles de libros, no puedes evitar preguntarte: ¿ dónde ha estado mi vida durante todo este tiempo? Has engullido un revoltijo de vidas ajenas que tienen una dimensión menos que el mundo en el que existes, por muy sorprendentes tours de force que sean.”
― Cărtărescu Mircea

“Why do I know I exist if I also know I will not?”
― Cărtărescu Mircea

“Cuántas noches para una sola mañana.”
― Cărtărescu Mircea

“[...] e abbiamo nuovamente visto il cielo ruotare sopra di noi, carico del suo dovizioso raccolto di stelle. Sufficiente perché ci ricordassimo ciò che dimentichiamo spesso, presi con le gioie e le sofferenze della vita: che siamo i figli del cosmo, vivendo per un nanosecondo su un granello di polvere dell’abisso infinito della notte.”
― Cărtărescu Mircea

“El mundo es un infierno en el que florece el moho precario del paraíso, ilusorio como la pelusa de un diente de león.”
― Cărtărescu Mircea

“If there are signs. If, in the next cell an impossible neighbor, because on the other side of the wall are just the cliffs and sea, starts to tap to give you an escape plan with crescents, gears, triangles and crosses. If life is a test of perspicacity, or, what might be one in the same of personality - draw a tree, draw a person. Put these drawings in the order they occurred. Interpret the multicolored butterflies spread over the page. They must appear from where you least expected. Heteroclite and elusive above all, making you doubt not them but yourself. Making you blush before your own paranoia. And making you try to forget it. To return to the pervasive conspiracy of normality.

But the tapping on the wall won’t let you sleep. And the privation of sleep leads to hallucinations and insanity. And in the end, inevitably, to the illusion that you hear tapping on the wall. And all this until the metronome stops. And you have yet to give an answer.”
― Cărtărescu Mircea

“Para un ángel, la caída en el paraíso es tan triste como la caída en el infierno, porque el placer extremo quema y destruye tanto como la llama del azufre.”
― Cărtărescu Mircea

“La soledad lleva en su seno la semilla de la locura, incluso aunque hayas vivido toda la vida así, incluso aunque te hayas adaptado a la soledad y a la frustración.”
― Cărtărescu Mircea

“Ellos eran la piel del mundo, creada para arder en incendios catastróficos, eran la flor de la hierba destinada a alimentar un horno.”
― Cărtărescu Mircea