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“What we’ll always have is something we lost”
― Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Si un amigo, una amada o un amante coloca un libro en nuestras manos, rastreamos sus gustos y sus ideas en el texto, nos sentimos intrigados o aludidos por las líneas subrayadas, iniciamos una conversación personal con las palabras escritas, nos abrimos con mayor intensidad al misterio.”
― Irene Vallejo, El infinito en un junco: La invención de los libros en el mundo antiguo

“Pero sobre todo porque, como escribe Millás, «la escritura abre y cauteriza al mismo tiempo las heridas».”
― Piedad Bonnett, Lo que no tiene nombre