Alejandro Hernández

“for there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“It was the sea that made me begin thinking secretly about love more than anything else; you know, a love worth dying for, or a love that consumes you. To a man locked up in a steel ship all the time, the sea is too much like a woman. Things like her lulls and storms, or her caprice, or the beauty of her breast reflecting the setting sun, are all obvious. More than that, you’re in a ship that mounts the sea and rides her and yet is constantly denied her. It’s the old saw about miles and miles of lovely water and you can’t quench your thirst. Nature surrounds a sailor with all these elements so like a woman and yet he is kept as far as a man can be from her warm, living body. That’s where the problem begins, right there—I’m sure of it.”
― Yukio Mishima, The Sailor Who Fell from Grace With the Sea

“Nadie te hará daño nunca, hijo. Estoy aquí para protegerte. Por eso nací antes que tú y mis huesos se endurecieron primero que los tuyos.”
― Juan Rulfo, Cartas a Clara

“He aquí el fin del hombre renacentista. La maquina y la ciencia que había lanzado sobre el mundo exterior, para dominarlo y conquistarlo, ahora se vuelven contra él, dominándolo y conquistándolo como a un objeto más. Ciencia y maquina se fueron alejando hacia un olimpo matemático, dejando sólo y desamparado al hombre que les había dado vida. Triángulos y acero, logaritmos y electricidad, sinusoides y energía atómica, unidos a las formas más misteriosas y demoníacas del dinero, constituyendo finalmente el Gran Engranaje, del que los seres humanos acabaron por ser oscuras e impotentes piezas.”
― Ernesto Sabato, Hombres y engranajes