Fidel

“Nuestra piel es una gran página en blanco; el cuerpo, un libro. El tiempo va escribiendo poco a poco su historia en las caras, en los brazos, en los vientres, en los sexos, en las piernas. Recién llegados al mundo, nos imprimen en la tripa una gran "O", el ombligo. Después, van apareciendo lentamente otras letras. Las líneas de la mano. Las pecas como puntos y aparte. Las tachaduras que dejan los médicos cuando abren la carne y luego la cosen. Con el paso de los años, las cicatrices, las arrugas, las manchas y las ramificaciones varicosas trazan las sílabas que relatan una vida.”
― Irene Vallejo, El infinito en un junco: La invención de los libros en el mundo antiguo

“The longer you spend in the store, the more complex, the more varied, and the more unified the expanse becomes. Searching longer doesn't exhaust the store of ideas, just as gazing longer up into a Skyspace doesn't ever result in you fully seeing or understanding the sky. It just continuously unfolds in front of you; the processes of framing this space specifically and then gazing into it initiate the act of unfolding.”
― Jeff Deutsch, In Praise of Good Bookstores

“Language and, presumably, literature are things that are more ancient and inevitable, more durable than any other form of social organization. The revulsion, irony or indifference often expressed by literature towards the state is essentially a reaction of the permanent -better yet, the infinite- against the temporary, against the finite.

To say the least, as long as the state permits itself to interfere with the affairs of literature, literature has the right to interfere with the affairs of the state.”
― Joseph Brodsky