Violeta Vaal

“Without literature, life is hell.”
― Charles Bukowski

“[]no hay dos miradas a una mujer desnuda iguales, no hay dos desnudeces exactas, como no existe las misma ave a cazar, aunque haya sido cazada antes, escapada y vuelta a cazar en el mismo sitio, el momento las hace diferentes.”
― Guillermo Cabrera Infante, La Habana para un infante difunto

“In my case, literature is a kind of revenge. It's something that gives me what real life can't give me - all the adventures, all the suffering. All the experiences I can only live in the imagination, literature completes.”
― Mario Vargas Llosa

“Noise has one advantage. It drowns out words. And suddenly he realized that all his life he had done nothing but talk, write, lecture, concoct sentences, search for formulations and amend them, so in the end no words were precise, their meanings were obliterated, their content lost, they turned into trash, chaff dust, sand; prowling through his brain, tearing at his head. they were his insomnia, his illness. And what he yearned for at that moment, vaguely, but with all his might, was unbounded music, absolute sound, a pleasant and happy all-encompassing, over-poering, window-rattling din to engulf, once and for all, the pain, the futility, the vanity of words. Music was the negation of sentences, music was the anti-word!”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being